Thirty-six days before the year ends and I thought I’ll be able to finish 2014 without ever having any reading slump. Oh yes, I’ve had slacking off episodes now and then but these are often quickly remedied by novellas and short stories, which are actually normal to anyone who has such a tight reading habit like mine. This time, though, I feel very very lazy to read — as in, seriously disinterested and so not in the mood. I don’t feel like reading anything, including magazines which are usually my go-to items each time I need some non-serious reading fix. I am content with the textbooks which I read a couple of hours before my classes start. (There was the reading marathon on Robert Galbraith’s The Cuckoo’s Calling I had last week while attending a 4-day seminar but this was borne out of sheer necessity or else I will die of boredom.) And the thing is, I don’t even feel the slightest guilt about it (alright, maybe just a tinge of guilt, because I still have short stories to read and review for the colla-blog).
And then there’s the matter of my blogging slump, particularly on the “reviews” that I should be doing. I don’t know about the others but it has been my thinking ever since I started this book blog that every book I get to read must be “reviewed”. As of this writing, I have 7 books pending to be “reviewed” and I just cannot let these books go “un-reviewed” because they’re really really good books, only that I need more time and more focus. I just hope I get out of this funk really soon.
Maybe, I can chalk my reading slump off from the fact that I’ve already finished my reading goal for this year and I feel that I have achieved my reading purpose for the year. Or maybe because I have done a lot of thinking during the trip I had with my family last weekend and have resolved some things that require some shifts in priorities and perspective. I admit that my reading habits have been eating a lot of my time and I have been feeling guilty about them lately. I realize that this hobby supposedly has become an addiction and I might have neglected some more important things in my life. So, I guess some shaking off needs to be done and this can’t wait until after the new year. I have to make the changes now, while I’m still in the mood.
This doesn’t mean I won’t be reading anymore. I know myself and certainly there is nothing wrong with my reading, except that I should minimize my time spent for the books. But for now, I will content myself with accepting the fact that I might not be reading as voraciously as I had been doing. On the other hand, I hope I can make use of this reading down-time on writing my long-overdue bookish thoughts.
It’s all good, still.