An Update
Today I just wanted to share a personal update about my current reading or (sadly) lack thereof.
Within the last month, I've packed up my old apartment, moved to a new house, started training for a 63 mile charity bike ride, and spent a weekend at my best friend's bachelorette party, all while working full time and attempting to still be a normal person with a social life.
My new "normal" routine is going to work all day, hitting the gym, and then an (almost) hour commute home only to work on getting my new house put together until 11:00 at night. By that time, if I'm not already falling asleep, I scroll through Instagram for twenty minutes until my eyes close on their own.
Every time I go on Instagram, I see all the amazing new books my friends are reading, and I pretty much feel like crap about myself. My rational self knows that it's totally fair that with everything going on at the moment, something has had to fall by the wayside, but I really wish it didn't have to be reading.
There are so many amazing books being published every single day, and I hate that I am not keeping up. I also am extremely lucky that I often have the opportunity to read some of these new books before their release dates, and I simply have not had the time to fully appreciate or take advantage of this. I honestly feel guilty that I am wasting these opportunities.
Reading should not make me feel bad. Books have always been my safe space. In my experience, when you're having a bad day, the best place to go is deep into a book. As weird as it is to say, my first friends were characters in books (being an only child isn't easy folks).
For the first time in my life, reading hasn't been making me feel good, and after struggling with this for the last few weeks, I think I'm finally ok with it. All those books that I think I'm missing out on? They will still be there in a few weeks. Feeling bad for not getting to my ARC's (advanced reader copies) fast enough? I sent some emails out to my lovely contacts who send me these books to let them know what was going on, and not only did they understand, they all wished me the biggest congratulations on my new home. Generally feeling bad for not wanting to read? It's totally fine to take a break from things when you need one, even when it's something that you genuinely love.
As for the present moment, I think the majority of the life craziness is done for the moment, and I'm planning on starting a new book tonight! After not really digging into anything new for the last few weeks, I feel, in a way, refreshed. I definitely missed reading, but I had to prioritize other life events going on. I feel ready to get back to my old normal of being a reading maniac!
I found this bookmark, which seemingly got stuck in a random book during the big move, this morning. I love that J.K. Rowling and I share the same feeling about reading, and I can't wait to have that feeling again as I dive back into the wonderful world of books!
Within the last month, I've packed up my old apartment, moved to a new house, started training for a 63 mile charity bike ride, and spent a weekend at my best friend's bachelorette party, all while working full time and attempting to still be a normal person with a social life.
My new "normal" routine is going to work all day, hitting the gym, and then an (almost) hour commute home only to work on getting my new house put together until 11:00 at night. By that time, if I'm not already falling asleep, I scroll through Instagram for twenty minutes until my eyes close on their own.
Every time I go on Instagram, I see all the amazing new books my friends are reading, and I pretty much feel like crap about myself. My rational self knows that it's totally fair that with everything going on at the moment, something has had to fall by the wayside, but I really wish it didn't have to be reading.
There are so many amazing books being published every single day, and I hate that I am not keeping up. I also am extremely lucky that I often have the opportunity to read some of these new books before their release dates, and I simply have not had the time to fully appreciate or take advantage of this. I honestly feel guilty that I am wasting these opportunities.
Reading should not make me feel bad. Books have always been my safe space. In my experience, when you're having a bad day, the best place to go is deep into a book. As weird as it is to say, my first friends were characters in books (being an only child isn't easy folks).
For the first time in my life, reading hasn't been making me feel good, and after struggling with this for the last few weeks, I think I'm finally ok with it. All those books that I think I'm missing out on? They will still be there in a few weeks. Feeling bad for not getting to my ARC's (advanced reader copies) fast enough? I sent some emails out to my lovely contacts who send me these books to let them know what was going on, and not only did they understand, they all wished me the biggest congratulations on my new home. Generally feeling bad for not wanting to read? It's totally fine to take a break from things when you need one, even when it's something that you genuinely love.
As for the present moment, I think the majority of the life craziness is done for the moment, and I'm planning on starting a new book tonight! After not really digging into anything new for the last few weeks, I feel, in a way, refreshed. I definitely missed reading, but I had to prioritize other life events going on. I feel ready to get back to my old normal of being a reading maniac!
I found this bookmark, which seemingly got stuck in a random book during the big move, this morning. I love that J.K. Rowling and I share the same feeling about reading, and I can't wait to have that feeling again as I dive back into the wonderful world of books!
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