I’m in kind of a reading slump. After a semester of intense required reading of YA books of all sorts, and then a little winter break “Catch up with every cool book I missed out on while I was reading required books” and then a little bit of HOLYCRAPLOOKATTHESEAWESOMEARC madness, I’m in a weird reading place.
I indulged a craving for adult nonfic
Which left me
1) Intrigued
2) Comforted
3) Horrified
and
4) Planning on eating My Last Hamburger For The Foreseeable Future this weekend.
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But not particularly satisfied.
I have a shelf full of perfectly pleasing YAs, some that I’d been anticipating the chance to read.
But nothing’s really pulling me in.
So I don’t know.
I’m feeling an urge to revisit my favorites. I want to read Sarah Dessen after Sarah Dessen, meet up with Jessica Darling. But maybe I just want something more expansive.
A book I can get lost in.
Books that feature descriptions of animal slaughter don’t really have that quality.
Strangely enough.