Back when I was a kid, I read a lot. I was even grounded and the punishment was always “no books unless homework”. I was that kind of girl who snuck chapters in during boring science lessons. I enjoyed reading thick tomes like The Count of Monte Cristo at age twelve and War and Peace at age fourteen. Probably y’all won’t believe me but I don’t care. Reading was my world. I didn’t have a lot of friends. At least, not human ones. Books were my entire world.
So the fact that at age 25 I started slumping hard when it came to reading. I loved it but for some reason despite wanting to read, I just wasn’t in the mood.
Why? What happened? What had gone wrong?
I’m now 33 and I’m straining to keep reading the same amount that I used to. Churning out three to five books a day in terms of reading. Short books, long, it didn’t matter to me. I also had a fondness for anything and everything that wasn’t dull, dry, and boring. Stuff that didn’t ramble on and on for no reason.
I love reading. But it’s been hard, not just finding time to read (about 30% of my problem) but also I have to find the motivation to read.
I’m stressed. Burnout has come and gone back and forth. I’ve been struggling with my blog in getting noticed which feels like it’s going nowhere. Sure I’m getting followers but it’s a slow progress. I’m almost at 800. After six years that feels like a pitiful attempt in matching up with bloggers that have easily hundreds of thousands of followers. Traffic has never gone past 50 views in a day. And let’s be honest. Reviews are hard to write and catch people’s attention these days. Especially with super talented reviewers out there.
So what was my problem?
All the above mentioned, but also the key problem being energy.
Stress, exhaustion, and all the sh*t that’s going on has made me struggle with reading. I’m steadily managing to compartmentalize and getting better in catching up with reviews.
The key? Blocking the world out and having a safe spot to read with few distractions.
Probably that’s not an answer for everyone. But for me it’s working. I have read 8 books in the past two days in successfully creating a safe place to be away from everything and everyone for a while. It’s really helped me focus on tasks at hand and I’m able to just chill, relax and read. No distractions, no people pestering me, no family poking their heads in, just my own little space.
So now I’m finally in the swing of reading again. I find what helps besides just making your own quiet space:
- Hide away your laptop and gaming sets. Lock that stuff up for a few hours. Make it a challenge and a reward system.
- Be kind to yourself and try not to stress about big books. You know you can read that amount easily. Just pick it up and get to it!
- Block apps on your phone except for your kindle (and ridiculously large amount of emails to sort through)
And so far that seems to be working! I’m managing to read more and it’s exciting getting back into the swing of reading again. Reviews will slowly start appearing too. I’m just researching and learning how best to write them.
So that’s what I’ve been working on. A cure for reading slumps everywhere. Let me know your thoughts in the comments about your own reading experiences. I’d love to hear your stories and ideas!
Until next time,
-Pass Me That Book