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?”
This thread is making me feel so much better about myself. I read 7 books in September, but for both October and this month, I’ve only managed to read 1-2 books.
I’ve been reading The Night Circus by Erin Morgenstern for about 2 weeks, and I’m only on page 58.
But I’m also reading The Road by Cormac McCarthy and I’m almost finished that one. I’ll probably finish it today.