Wednesday, March 4, 2009

Water, Water Everywhere, and Nothing Left to Drink

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, 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?


  1. I have a few crochet mags you could flip through to see some pretty and some not-so-pretty clear the brain perhaps?

  2. I do, mostly because I tend to collect recommendations from other people or things I feel like I should read, but I'm always so busy sometimes I just don't have the headspace for deep or serious things, so I end up raiding my sister's bookshelf for the next Janet Evanovich Stephanie Plum book that I haven't read yet. :)

  3. I can highly recommend The Thirteenth Tale...oh wait! I got that recommendation from you! Well, how about Blink, by Malcolm Gladwell. I thought it was absolutely fascinating, and not at all sad. If you want fiction, I say you can't go wrong with The Blue Sword, by Robin McKinley, and if you haven't read Bill Bryson's book on the life of Shakespeare, just drop everything else and go straight there. Cheers! Carrie