Damn you slices. My reading mojo has up and left the building. You’ve stolen it away.
I usually leave my heart of hearts on my bookcase staircase during the month of March. I’ve sliced and diced all about that. I’ve long settled into the fact that this month is a hiatus from my wild reading habits.
Except for I haven’t. I’ve been feeling that feeling of wobbling my way through the days and nights without any pages to hold me steady.
Saturday I decided to take charge of that wobble and steady myself.
Except for it didn’t go so well.
Two pages, stop.
Four pages, stop.
Six pages, fall asleep?!?!
My absence from the worlds found within the pages turned me into one of those readers I work tirelessly to turn into voracious readers such as my old self.
I then turned my tactics on myself. I chose a new book. I went to a new spot. I went in search of my reading mojo, for I desperately needed it back.
It took a few hours and a catch your breath moment (was I really holding my breath?) to stumble across it.
I knew it was there when I felt myself holding the page and starting to turn, in a race to get to the end of the page and keep going.
I knew it was there when that story followed me to the park with the two gremlins in tow.
I especially knew it was there when I found myself straining closer to the window in search of light because the light switch was too far away and would require me to stop reading.
My trusty mojo is back and slices be damned, I will not let it slip again.
Live, Love, Teach 
Me, too! But I’m looking at it as slice reading takes over for March. Right? I can’t tell you how many things are falling beside the wayside because of slicing — reading and writing them. It’s my first time and it addicting!
I love the part about the wobbliness you feel without the pages of a book to steady you. What a clever way to capture that break from your normal reading routine. Glad got your mojo back!
I knew you’d find it, Kim. 🙂 I love how you describe how you, “knew it was back,” with your anticipation in turning the page, it following you to the park, you straining to get light, haha… it built up the excitement. Congrats, girl. You know you’re still my reading hero. I want to be just like you. One day! I will tackle that stack.
I really enjoyed this piece. I really felt the battle between reading mojo and slices, ending with them both squeezing in there.
“I knew it was there when I felt myself holding the page and starting to turn, in a race to get to the end of the page and keep going.”
“I knew it was there when that story followed me to the park with the two gremlins in tow.”
“I especially knew it was there when I found myself straining closer to the window in search of light because the light switch was too far away and would require me to stop reading.”
Don’t ever try to stay away from your books, they’ll invariably hunt you down!! You, and this slice are just too damned cute!!