Awhile ago I was on a roll, voraciously gobbling down one good book after another, with all the gusto of Cookie Monster attacking a box of Peek Freans. I love to read! I consume books with great enthusiasm and dedication! But the same thing has happened that always happens, after a good long reading roll comes the reader's block.
For over a month now, I just haven't been able to settle on a new book. I have Catch 22, A Prayer for Owen Meany, Gone With the Wind, The Dharma Bums, The Idiot, Junky, a volume of Grimm's Fairy Tales and another volume of Vincent Van Gogh's letters to his brother Theo on my nightstand right now. Just waiting for me to choose one of them and get started. I have picked up and read the first few pages, an introduction, or a chapter of several of them...but nothing is sticking. I grow impatient with myself. C'mon! Those are all solid choices. Books I want to read. So why the blockage?
Maybe I read with such fervour that I just can't commit to my next book while my brain is otherwise engaged. I am reading LotR out loud to my sons each night, and working my way through several non fiction parenting/autism related books when I have a spare moment during the day (Temple Grandin is my hero!). Not that having a non fiction book in progress gets in my way of enjoying a new book, but I think having Tolkien on the go with the little ones might be. I tend to be a monogamous fiction reader...only one book at a time. I get so immersed in each fictional world, that maybe I can't go to Tara while my mind is wandering amidst the mallorns in Lothlorien, even though I'm not reading it for myself this time.
Or maybe it is because of how wrapped up I get, that I need the occasional book break. Time to digest, and get hungry for the next round.
But either way, I hate not having a book on the go. It just doesn't feel right. I've been watching TV before bed instead, and there is nothing on here at 11:00pm when I am winding down. "Real Housewives of Orange County", reruns of "Entourage" that I've already seen a hundred times, "Get Me Out of Here I'm a Celebrity"...I can feel my brain starting to atrophy.
Blow by blow report from our Nov/Dec 2011 Orlando extended family vacation of a lifetime. Set to private to protect our superhero alter ego anonymity, leave a comment here or email me @ email@example.com if you want to take a gander. Disney haters need not apply.