It's happening and... Déjà vu. Giant books and my inability to get through them in a timely fashion. I've been doing so well this year in getting through the door-stoppers plaguing my TBR shelves, but it's always a challenge.
The Corrections by Jonathan Franzen is amazing; thus far. I barely crested the half-way mark this morning, yet I feel like I've yet to make a dent. It's an odd psychological issue I have with big books. Even when I'm enjoying what I'm reading, the visual reinforcement of my page marker and all that remains until the end nearly crushes me.
It's okay.
I can do this!
I've been through the same territory with Middlesex and even managed to read other books in the same month. Deep breaths.
Breathe in, now. . . breathe out. . . you're just hitting the wall. The wall is only in your mind. . . you can do this.
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