Mine’s The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath. Thick books never stopped me from reading nonstop before, but there are entries in the book that just has me stopping and taking time to mull things over.
Also, sharing this excerpt: “Not to be sentimental, as I sound, but why the hell are we conditioned into the smooth strawberry-and-cream Mother-Goose-world, Alice-in-Wonderland fable, only to be broken on the wheel as we grow older and become aware of ourselves as individuals with a dull responsibility in life?”
Cryptonomicon. I’ve been reading it since March. I honestly don’t know why it’s taking me so long. I love it while I’m reading it, but am never compelled to pick it up once I’ve put it down.
I’ve also been reading Liberation Day, Hercule Poirot: the Complete Short Stories, and The Complete Tales and Poems of Edgar Allan Poe for a while, but they’re anthologies so I picked them up with the expectation I’d read a story or two and then wait a while to read another.