ScarecrowYou’ll read anything. You don’t care. You’re easy. Might not remember it tomorrow. Might not get the story. No biggie. It’s a book and that’ll do. It feels nice in your hands and there’s nothing like that book smell…unless of course you’re reading a Kindle. :D
Cowardly LionYou’re a closet reader. You have a hard time admitting that you’ve read Gone with the Wind seven times. What would others think? So you stick to one genre, afraid to branch out. Sadly, you’re also unwilling to discuss your real thoughts at book club. Tentative about even attending your book club meetings.
DorothyBring it home. That’s what you’re wanting every time you open a book. You hunt for a theme, though find yourself readily confused by the startling set of characters you come across. Can you trust the story arc? The tension? The characters to guide you? Please, bring it home. Because after all…
Tin ManEncyclopedias will do just fine for you, thank you. Well, that and every other written thing. Reading for you is all about the details. The experience includes learning new vocabulary, digging in to check the accuracy of research novels, and dissecting every facet the book offers.
GlindaYou’re a thoughtful reader through and through, applying character growth to your own life. And look at how kind you are loaning out books to your friends and family. You might as well establish a library with how readily you give and ask for nothing in return. “Follow the fellow’s Nook upload.” (Yeah, I tried. You try rhyming that bad boy.)
Wicked WitchYou want revenge. For the character in the novels you read, of course. You plot. Seethe. And wait until the climactic moment when alas the price is paid for killing your sister. No, no! The antagonist is melting…melting.
WizardYou want a different ending. You discuss the book you’re reading with all your friends, insisting you could write a better version. Careful now, your head is so big and green someday you just might be called out for the charlatan you really are.
MunchkinYou’re content just to have a book in your hands. Joyful. And you’ll sing the praises of anything that entertains you. Ding-dong. Conscious she says is the name of the start. (Okay, so not born to rhyme. Good thing becoming a rap artist is not on my bucket list.)
Do tell, which Oz reader are you most like?
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