reading hangover
Aug. 28th, 2019 02:07 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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I definitely have been binge-reading lately and it’s hard to readjust to regular living after that. I need to stop letting people bully me into reading books, it’s bad for me. I guess of all things to have addictive behavior about, that’s probably the least harmful, but I’m not even kidding, I can’t pry myself out of it. Every time I have a moment to myself I want to pick up a book and sink into it.
I tried to detox from October Daye by rereading the Goblin Emperor but that was a bad idea, I like GE too much and also know it’s too short to really get sucked in for long enough. I still have a library ebook version of the last October Daye on my phone and so I keep stumbling back into it whenever there’s a moment I’m on my phone– especially in Canada when I didn’t have mobile data, but I did have the book downloaded.
So I tried last night to detox by sucking myself back into Murderbot instead but that’s not working either, I just whipped through two of the novellas in about two hours and I know it’s not going to be enough material to really divert me. And the thing about books I really, really like– I like rereading but it’s better when I haven’t reread too often, and I need to leave a long time between rereadings for it to take. Otherwise I find myself skimming because I remember it too clearly. So I ought to let Murderbot sit a little longer… except that I realize now that I’ve had long enough that I *am* getting new things out of it, so now that I’ve started I really should just finish. And yet…
I really want to get back into *writing* something but it’s so hard to focus enough to do that. It’s so much easier to read than to write, and it just sort of drives home to me that literally the only reason I write is that nobody’s quite written the perfect book for me, in part because the perfect book for me wouldn’t end, there’d always be more, which means I have to write it because I’ll always be running off the end of established canon otherwise.
So I need to get back into a writing frame of mind, but that’s not easy to do, and none of the stories I was writing are quite what I actually *want* to be writing, at the moment.
IDK man. Anyway, I’m in my own house and have a lot to do and am currently at my office job where I should really get off the fun Internet and onto the work Internet but of course I don’t wanna.
Sigh. *cracks whip at self*
I definitely have been binge-reading lately and it’s hard to readjust to regular living after that. I need to stop letting people bully me into reading books, it’s bad for me. I guess of all things to have addictive behavior about, that’s probably the least harmful, but I’m not even kidding, I can’t pry myself out of it. Every time I have a moment to myself I want to pick up a book and sink into it.
I tried to detox from October Daye by rereading the Goblin Emperor but that was a bad idea, I like GE too much and also know it’s too short to really get sucked in for long enough. I still have a library ebook version of the last October Daye on my phone and so I keep stumbling back into it whenever there’s a moment I’m on my phone– especially in Canada when I didn’t have mobile data, but I did have the book downloaded.
So I tried last night to detox by sucking myself back into Murderbot instead but that’s not working either, I just whipped through two of the novellas in about two hours and I know it’s not going to be enough material to really divert me. And the thing about books I really, really like– I like rereading but it’s better when I haven’t reread too often, and I need to leave a long time between rereadings for it to take. Otherwise I find myself skimming because I remember it too clearly. So I ought to let Murderbot sit a little longer… except that I realize now that I’ve had long enough that I *am* getting new things out of it, so now that I’ve started I really should just finish. And yet…
I really want to get back into *writing* something but it’s so hard to focus enough to do that. It’s so much easier to read than to write, and it just sort of drives home to me that literally the only reason I write is that nobody’s quite written the perfect book for me, in part because the perfect book for me wouldn’t end, there’d always be more, which means I have to write it because I’ll always be running off the end of established canon otherwise.
So I need to get back into a writing frame of mind, but that’s not easy to do, and none of the stories I was writing are quite what I actually *want* to be writing, at the moment.
IDK man. Anyway, I’m in my own house and have a lot to do and am currently at my office job where I should really get off the fun Internet and onto the work Internet but of course I don’t wanna.
Sigh. *cracks whip at self*
