What do you read when you can’t read anything good?

Something Blue, of course.

Fine literature is fine, but there is something to be said for reading 150 pages in a day, for picking up a sequel a year after reading its predecessor and needing zero plot reminders to slip right in.

Maybe I’ve been trying to hard. Maybe I just need a break. Reading doesn’t have to be work all the time. Sometimes, it can just be reading.