Do you ever get the feeling that you’re being followed around by a book? It doesn’t seem to matter where you go, it’s there. Like the literary equivalent of an earworm.

Admittedly, at the moment, I am only going to the library, some bookshops and the supermarket so my world is small but still. It is in ALL of those places, sitting there all pert and shiny and pretty, practically calling out from its shelf. “Buy me, Kath, come on, I’m lovely, take me home. You won’t regret it.”

There’s no escape even when I go online. Yesterday, I logged onto amazon UK and it appears in my recommendations four times. FOUR. (Check it out for yourself by clicking on the image to enlarge it.)

Yes, I’m being stalked by a book (Me Before You by JoJo Moyes), which is a pretty clever marketing ploy if you ask me, because I am incredibly close to caving and buying it.

It’s happened before, of course. I’ve seen a book mentioned on Twitter or a blog or on TV or glimpsed it in a bookstore and from that point on, it’s followed me around until I’ve bought it. Okay, so it hasn’t actually got up off the shelf and waddled after me on its little legs, frantically waving its pages, but you know what I mean. Has anyone else ever been stalked by a book or is it happening to you now? If so, what’s the book and did the two of you have a happily-ever-after? I’ll be sure to let you know if Me Before You and I do.