It seriously very rarely happens to me. Maybe it is because I’ve been sick most of last week and still need to reboot my energy levels. Maybe it’s because my stupid glasses are making me dizzy (darned bifocals!). Who knows why?
But it so happens that my brain is overloaded. Too many books nearly at once and my brain fried, metaphorically speaking.
I’m sure I’m not the only reader to whom such a thing happens. It does not happen often, as far as I’m concerned, but it does happen.
What’s a girl to do?
In this situation, what’s a girl to do? Talk about it on her blog, visibly.
More seriously, when it happens to me, I simply go back to one of my go-to authors and to one of my favourite books. Stories I often remember almost by heart, so I need not focus on new characters, new plot lines, new settings. Like wrapping myself in a comfortable blanket, in a way.
Because what happened is that I started mixing every new book I read. Plain and simple. And when you remember everything you read and start getting confused, it’s not fun at all.
On the one hand, my heart wants to finish all the books I bought last week. On the other, my brain is protesting that I need to slow down and empty it a little.
For a rare time, I’ll listen to my brain.