I’m in a book slog.
You know what I mean?
I trudged through two tedious books, tried to start another, and finally lost the will to read.
Mediocre or dull books can sap my energy. They make me loathe to start another book. What if this one is as dull as the one before it? A dull book can make me not pick up anything for a week. Worse yet are the dull books that, had I but a little more energy, I might be inclined to finish.
The only cure it something fun, something captivating. After I read a really exciting, engaging book, the momentum can sometimes carry me through something that I wouldn’t normally read, like a non-fiction written by a historian (without a ghostwriter) or a trite urban fantasy.
I think I may have found the cure for my book slog. I hope so. It’s getting toward the end of the year, and I’m going to want to post on “books read.”