I’ve been reading a lot lately. I’m talking 15 books in one month and flying through 400 page novels in one day kind of reading! This is due to the fact that I have literally nothing else to do 😂
It’s so warm here at the minute. I swear we’re reaching past 40 on a daily basis and with the pool closed there’s nothing much else to do besides sprawling in front of a fan with a cup of ice and read.
I’m loving all this extra reading time. I’m definitely taking advantage by reading ARCs and backlist books I’ve had on my TBR forever. It’s also great because school starts back up in September and while I still don’t know what’s happening with that (some people are saying night school, maybe it’ll be online or only half days ???) I do know it’s going to be insanely busy and stressful.
So yeah, reading so much is fun … until it’s not. It does have a few downsides and I’m going to go through those today 🙂
Forever wandering: “what shall I read next?”
I hate having to make decisions and this is true in all aspects of my life; What to have for dinner? What do I want for my birthday/Christmas? Should I buy this? What classes should I take?
I’m very indecisive. Decisions are hard. And recently I’ve been faced with the task of choosing what to read on a more regular basis. I really don’t know why this stresses me out so much but it does. I overthink it every time. *sigh*
Anxiety over not reading as much.
I have the tendency to become anxious over weird and ridiculous things. I’m sure this has something to do with me pushing down and ignoring the stuff I should actually be worried and stressed about but oh well.
Last month I read 15 books, like I said, and I was very happy with this. I was proud. I felt accomplished.
But now I’m trying really hard not to compare myself. I want reading to continue being fun and I want it to be my escape from my anxieties. I don’t want it to become another thing I irrationally worry about.
Does anybody else do this? Compare or feel bad for not reading as much as you once did? Let me know so I can stop thinking I’m such a wierdo.
Keeping up with reviews is hard!
This blog 100% is not a hard-core review blog. God I cringe when I go back and read my reviews sometimes but if I have something to say about a book I do like sharing my irrelevant opinion.
Reading so much at the minute though is making that harder then I thought it wold. For example I was going to do a mini series review for Renegades trilogy by Marissa Meyer but then I read a bunch of other stuff and my thoughts and feelings for that, at the time, newly finished series, got pushed back and back and now I can barely form coherent sentences about what I did and did not like!
I end up buying more books.
Listen. Even if I wasn’t reading so much I’d probably still be buying books but now I don’t feel as guilty. My brain basically thinks “you’re reading so much, you’re gonna need new books to replace them” and I’m just like “yep. sounds legit”. And that’s why I now have so many books on my Kindle.
It also doesn’t help that it was my birthday recently and I was kindly gifted some money off various friends and family. It’s too much power. I’ve resisted for now but it’s only a matter of time before I explode and end up hauling a bunch of books I don’t have space for.
Bigggg monthly wrap ups.
As we’ve established throughout the course of this book-ish discussion I am an indecisive and anxious bookaholic.
I’m also a procrastinator.
I take so long to write posts because I get distracted. I end up living out a life in Bit-life, watching a 40 minute YouTube video or scrolling aimlessly through Tumblr for no good reason. Sometimes I sit and stare at my dog for long periods of time just because.
So yeah. Wrapping up 10+ books in which I always end up rambling because I’m a rambler (add that to the list too) takes a while.
The inevitable book slump is always looming.
It’s gonna come. I know it’s gonna come. The dreaded book slump comes every year, usually in summer (touch wood it doesn’t happen yet). It’s inevitable like taxes and death. I’m being overdramatic but you get my point.
I feel like I’m gonna end up exhausting myself and my brain and then I’m going to fall into the biggest book slump of my life and be really sad.
Any recommendations on how to stave this off would be most welcome 🙂
So. There we go. A list of complaints and irrational book related fears that I’ve noticed come with reading a lot.
Thanks for reading and stay safe!!!