A couple weeks ago, I read Me Before You by JoJo Moyes. Those of you who’ve read it already know what I’m going to say. It’s an incredible, emotional journey that becomes all encompassing. I cried a lot. I loved every minute of it even though I knew I was racing toward a cliff. It’s the kind of book that stays with you long after the minimal amount of time it takes to read it.
Since then, I’ve gotten about halfway through three different books and haven’t finished anything. All the sudden it seems like my reading windows have shrunk into nothing. My Goodreads goal is a dream I once dreamed when I was an optimistic person. I simply cannot get myself to finish a book. Reading slumps are the worst.
I have to admit, I get very hard on myself for not reading anything. This takes the joy out of reading and I want to do it even less. Which is the saddest thing, because reading is usually my escape. I’m the girl who regularly declined plans with actual, real-world friends to stay in and read. I’m not even embarrassed to admit to you how often I did this the weekend I read The Selection Series. I had to know what would happen. FOMO applies to me only in the sense that I’m afraid I’ll miss out on some great books because there just isn’t enough time to read everything.
So how is it that I can’t get to that same place of reading nirvana now? What’s changed?
For starters, I’ve got a lot on my plate right now. I have this blog that I love. I have a new job that I love. And these are good things. But they are definitely contributing to the general sense of tiredness I feel all the time now. It’s hard to get it together in the evenings when I get home from work and all I want to do is have a glass of wine and watch TV. TV is so easy.
I’m juggling a couple things that I love doing, but I’m not a very good juggler. At least not yet. I’m learning. There are a lot of things I need to improve on in all areas of my life, and I know it’s time that will really help here. Which isn’t the greatest consolation to an impatient person, but I’m working on that too. I’m trying to find the balance, and I know that my reading goals are somewhere in there. I’m going to have to do a little excavating.
For now, I’m going to keep trying to plow through. I feel as though finishing one book will fix my DNF mentality. You might remember a post we wrote about why it’s okay to not finish a book. I stand by all that advice. But not finishing anything is a different situation entirely. Sometimes books don’t speak to you, and that’s okay because you get to decide. But in my current case, the books definitely aren’t the problem. I’m the problem.
This is the part where I ask for help. I know a lot of you are bloggers, bookish people, and writers. What do you do when you have so much on your plate your reading suffers? All I want is to get back in the groove. I want to be a person that can do it all. And that might sound a bit ridiculous, but I know there are some of you out there, and you are my inspiration. So please comment below (or leave one on Instagram, Facebook, or via Twitter) with your tips for getting out of a reading slump.