Hi, my name is Pam, and I can’t commit to a book. There, I said it.
Maybe it’s because it’s summer. Maybe it’s because I’ve had my butt parked on a soccer sideline since April. Maybe it’s because I’ve been on two major out of town trips in the last two weeks. Maybe it’s because I have a big obsession going on with Ancestry.com after recently discovering that my dad is directly related to the first woman burned as a witch in the 13 colonies and my mom is directly related to one of the first 12 settlers of Quebec. (My personal feeling on Ancestry.com is they make sure EVERYONE is related to someone famous, so you stay motivated to keep researching AND they can rake in the big bucks on your year membership. Oh, well, they’ve got me sold.) I don’t know what it is. But I do know this…I have been in and out of books these past four weeks like a revolving door, unable to commit to anything past the middle of the book. Sometimes not even making it past the Table of Contents. I’ve tried everything. Thought I was gonna make it through Anthony Bourdain’s sexy tell-all book Kitchen Confidential…and then suddenly lost interest. Couldn’t even stick with the Hitler book, In The Garden of Beasts…and I LOVE Erik Larson. It’s even on my NOOK!!! Cracked the first few pages of the new David McCullough and closed it immediately, afraid I would burn out on it after just one page and never want to read it again. I finished John Adams, but can’t even commit to finishing up the blog posts. What is happening to me?
Any other bloggers out there ever hit a wall like this? I just want to know before I go looking for a support group. 🙂 I’m about a hundred pages into Richard Holmes’ The Age of Wonder, so there’s hope for me yet. 🙂