My solution to not being able to finish 5 books that I’m in the various stages of reading is apparently to go on Amazon and order more books. It’s positively maddening how my mind works. It goes something like this:
“Hmm there is nothing to read.”
“That’s really not true, you have five books that you’ve started but failed to finish, plus the 30 or 40 books that you’ve managed to accquire in the past 3 month."
“But I really don’t want to read any of those. None of them seem that interesting in my current mindset.”
“That’s not what you said when you bought them.”
“But what I really want is Laird Hunt’s The Exquisite, now there's book that I could really sink my teeth into. That may even pull me out of this funk and make me want to read everything else.”
“That’s what you said about those 30 other books that you’ve failed to read.”
“But really I think it would help. Of course it would mean that I should probably buy some other books, you know, to get the free shipping…”
“You’re going to get some more Henry James aren’t you? Even if it makes you want to hemorrhage in the head every time.”
“But his plots sound sooo interesting, and he’s a master, I mean I know I couldn’t read The Wings of The Dove or The Golden Bowl, but I really feel that The Ambassadors will be different, that’s what’s really going to get me started.”
“You disgust me.”
"I think I can live with that."
And now I have just narrated the voices in my head on my blog which just adds another whole level of crazy.