Firstly, let me start off by saying there is obviously ALWAYS something to read. There’s usually too much right? But have you ever been in that awful place where nothing sticks? You just don’t know what you’re in the mood for? You can’t get into anything and you’re stuck starting about 9 million books and you feel like you’ll never connect with anything ever again? That’s where I am right now. Honestly, I don’t have much time to read since I work at home (read loads on the subway when I had an office job) and I have a 2.5 year old and they really don’t let you read much. But when I have a book that I’m really into and I manage to read a chapter here and there, life is a little bit better. Books are kind of like Klonopin, or yoga (probably not really, but hey, it’s another excuse not to exercise) – they’re relaxing. I just got back from a conference, and I’d love to settle in with a book for awhile, but nothing is capturing my attention. I just finished Jonathan Tropper’s amazing This Is Where I Leave You and Wendy Webb’s totally creepy and fun The Tale of Halcyon Crane (which incidentally, I also blame for a new almond latte addiction). Totally different books, but I loved them both, and now nothing is measuring up. So, can I blame Jonathan Tropper and Wendy Webb for the fact that I’m watching a lot of reality television? An obvious idea is to read the rest of Mr. Tropper’s books right away, but here’s another weird thing about me – I want to save them and dole them out over time. Do you know what I mean? You don’t, and think I’m a total freak right?
What do you guys do when you can’t find a book that keeps your attention? Resort to old favorites or classics? Beg friends for recommendations? Eat 5 dozen donuts? Watch the entire John Hughes collection on VHS? I’m getting desperate here.