I've finished two books in the last week, but I don't really feel like reviewing them. One was a collection of nonfiction essays on Chinese economics and one was a kind of boring chick lit book. I reviewed both over on Goodreads.com, but I don't really want to talk about them here.
I'm going through a thing right now where I have tons to read - at least 50 books on my nightstand that are waiting for me to pick them up and dive into them - but I don't want to read anything I have. I've started a beautifully written but rather depressing book, but it's hard to get motivated to read something sad right now, as much as I like the main character and the writing. I've got all sorts of things in my to-read pile: women's fiction, Southern lit, chick lit, mystery, nonfiction and memoirs, literary comedy, classics, comics, YA...nothing's doing it for me right now.
Does anybody else ever go through that? Tons to read, but nothing you feel like reading? Any recommendations to kick me out of my funk?