Anybody else do this? I ask, knowing full well that other people do.
You'll be going along, reading a book you're really enjoying, when suddenly--you're completely derailed. The actual cause of derailment varies. It could be you watch a movie that makes you think about a different book. It could be that you buy a bunch of new books and one grabs your attention. It could be that sickness or other life events keeps you from reading for a lengthy period of time and your interest in your current read peters out. It could be that a new season dawns and you always always always want to read Faulkner when spring starts (amongst other points during the year).
So what do you do? Do you set aside your current read until a later date so you can indulge in the new object of your interest? Do you try to read both simultaneously? Even knowing that you stand a better chance of success if you just read one book at a time? Or are you one of those magical people who is able to power through their current read without distractions? (I really kind of hope not because then this post is totally irrelevant to you, but maybe you can offer advice [although can anyone really give advice on reading matters? Aren't they such a personal preference?])
On my personal blog, I recently created a new reading list for myself based on a list I found on a favorite emagazine. It's a fantastic list. So many really good (or so I've heard) books that I've owned and wanted to read for ages. Some of them I've even started. I just haven't finished. In an effort to make some progress on this list, I picked up Jane Eyre on Wednesday when I took my boyfriend to the doctor. He had the flu. I made quite a lot of progress on the book. Then by Wednesday night, I got it (so if this post doesn't make a lick of sense, I blame it on the lingering effects of the flu). Maybe it's just me being inexperienced with being sick, but I really thought I'd get a lot more reading done. Alas no. Most of my days and nights were spent watching NCIS marathons and movies on one of the HBOs. Very little reading. I'm a little bit let down.
Today, I woke up actually feeling mostly on the mend. Mostly. I thought I'd pick up Jane Eyre and continue progress. But then I turned on Forrest Gump. Oh, what a sweet movie. This morning, that movie made me think about the New South. And, of course, that made me think about Faulkner. So I had to get on my boyfriend's Facebook page and find that Faulkner quote to find out what book it was from so I could read that book. Even though I'm not quite feeling up to reading right now and there's an NCIS marathon on again today.
It's a vicious, vicious cycle.
All of this chasing down one book after another, naturally, means that I finish far fewer books than I should. I've really read a bunch of books this year. I just haven't finished many of them. So, I subscribe to you readers, how do you combat that? How do you get yourself to focus on one book until you finish it?
Think about it while I go collapse on the couch, watch NCIS, and try to avoid thinking about another book to start. I want to read some Faulkner!