The book I'm currently reading (Sharp Objects) is so good that I didn't go to sleep until 2 AM last night. Partly because I was reading; partly because I was staring at our bedroom door out of fear.
I used to laugh at my mom when she fell asleep in the middle of reading a book and it landed right on her face. (It was really hilarious.) Now, I get it.
At least I read softcovers.