So I thought I'd blog about this weird phenomenon.
Why am I not reading and/or finishing anything?
Yes, I'm extremely distracted by the addition of other forms of entertainment that I've been referring to way too much lately. I've always maintained that a person can have all sorts of interests and consume all sorts of fun media type things during the day and as long as they are vigilant and aware of time you can pretty much fit it all in... or at least spread all the things over the week.
But I'm finding that this time around I'm struggling. And books and writing are feeling the sacrifice. I hope I can still figure it out. I'm telling myself that one month of not reading isn't the end of the world or anything, so relax. But still, I feel weird.
You may think the new grand baby might be causing some shifting in activities, but really that was only a couple days last week and since then, my life has pretty much resumed normality. (Except for the worry and anxiety about things, though I live with worry all sorts of things constantly, so that's not really different either.)
And yes, the books I've been trying to read just aren't doing for me either. One I thought I could read in just a couple of days, but sadly I fall asleep or my focus drifts every time I try it. I will finish it, but it might take awhile.
So I tried another one, one that was due to disappear off my Kindle.. and it had moments, but again, wasn't nearly as engaging as I'd expected given my feelings for the first book. So it was a slow go and disappeared before I could finish it.
Little Women is going well, but I'm reading it slowly and as it's a re-re-read, I'm not as fully engaged as if it was my first time through.
Then, I look at Winter, this huge book on my nightstand, and think... just pick it up... just do it, do it, DO IT!
And I look at all the other piles of books on my shelf and floor and I can't find the energy to even grab one and try it!
I'm starting to get worried here!
Will it pass? Is there hope? Is it a normal run-of-the-mill blog/reading slump or are we talking about something worse here? Have I ruined my reading/writing life by letting in new things? Will I be able to figure out how to balance all the good things?
What a trivial problem, eh? And yet, one that I really need to address! Or else this blog might have to change its name!
At any rate, here's hoping I finish a book soon...