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It turns out I am still capable of getting enjoyment out of fiction.
My reading-brain is just a goddamned diva. Like my cat who won't eat fish, and won't eat pate, and if she gets something she doesn't like it's OH NO THE WORLD IS ENDING.
I gotta get better at
(a) getting books from the library, and
(b) abandoning them immediately if I don't like them, without judgment
(Yes, it's hilarious that I'm bad at getting books from the library, but the thing is, I don't have time and energy to go to the public library that often, and recent library ebooks tend to have very long waitlists, and the leisure reading collection at my place of work is quite small).
Actually looking forward to talking about this at book club.
And also caring more about the book than about what dessert I'm gonna make, for once.
My reading-brain is just a goddamned diva. Like my cat who won't eat fish, and won't eat pate, and if she gets something she doesn't like it's OH NO THE WORLD IS ENDING.
I gotta get better at
(a) getting books from the library, and
(b) abandoning them immediately if I don't like them, without judgment
(Yes, it's hilarious that I'm bad at getting books from the library, but the thing is, I don't have time and energy to go to the public library that often, and recent library ebooks tend to have very long waitlists, and the leisure reading collection at my place of work is quite small).
Actually looking forward to talking about this at book club.
And also caring more about the book than about what dessert I'm gonna make, for once.