SubscribeI seem to have a severe case of Reading Block. For the past 10 days I have been trying to read various things, from the academic to the tacky crime novel, and nothing is sticking. This is at least half of the reason I didn’t blog all last week – I just had nothing to say. My brain’s gone on strike. I wonder if it is delayed post-dissertation slump?
My next attempt at a cure will be to pick up some short stories, hoping that some short-but-complete fiction might give me a bit of a kick-start. Maybe I’ll re-read some M.R. James, of whom I was just reminded by Catherine’s post. Perhaps I’ll dip into Kate Chopin. There’s always the safety of Charlotte Perkins Gilman, not to mention some more contemporary collections that I really must get around to (hello Lorrie Moore, I’m looking at you).
But what about you, dear readers? Have you had Reading Block? And how did you cure yourself?
Ailsa 
I get that too! I normally go back to my comfort reading books just so I can be thrilled and remember how much I enjoyed reading them. This normally kickstarts a train of potential books to appear in my mind. And what’s my comfort reading book? It’s normally a Terry Pratchett, Elizabeth Peters, Asterix or a book of short stories.