An ode to book slumps: Oh, how I loathe thee. The end.
There is a stack of books next to my bed about 8 books high that sits there night after night. It sits there mocking me, I just know it. Gloating at my inability to pick up the first book off that pile and start reading! I don't know why or how it happens, but sometimes I just don't feel like reading. It creeps up on me and takes me unawares. Usually after I've been on a really good reading streak and then WHAM! BAM! I'm no longer in the mood to read.
I think it's good to take breaks every once in a while (I know to a reader this sounds sacrilegious, but just hear me out). There exists the saying that there can be too much of a good thing. Overindulge in something and your enjoyment of that thing decreases exponentially. Who knows why! It's one of those glorious attributes that comes along with being human. But I know for me that if I'm not in the mood to read I shouldn't force myself because I won't enjoy a book as much that way. It's possible to get burned out on stories and I do not want that to happen. Taking a break can be healthy. The only thing that won't be good is the library fine that will accrue if I don't start making my way through that pile of books by my bedside really soon...I'm really good at supporting my local library.
(Mind you my book slump has only been about 5 days long, but for a person who reads everyday, that's a really long time!)
The lesson today kids is take breaks, read for fun, love books and they will love you back (in an inanimate object sort of way, of course).
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| Sometimes, when in a reading slump, all books resemble the Monster Book of Monsters. |
