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Hello you guys! I seem to have forgotten how to blog with everything going on around here. I'm sure I'm not the only one. Hope you all are coping okay?

Last week Things finally got to some semblance of a routine this week and I've been finally feeling better and in charge of my emotional faculties. I've taken over one of the upstairs bedrooms and set it up as my office-cum-homeschool room. In other words, the room is a big mess, but both my daughter and I are able to navigate the room fine as everything in the room has a meaning in our own brains. We're both very organized that way. I've been using a sit-stand desk for my work laptop and I'm a little glad that I got to try this system finally. When I'm not working, I'm helping the girl with her letters, numbers, or fun activities. Trust me, this is difficult but we worked through the system this week, and think we have it under control. My father-in-law watches my son during the day as the little ma…

Dewy Ramblings: And I'm out of my reading rut!

After a couple of weeks of keeping away from books, I have finally managed to get back to normal. Oh boy, I was worried how long a rut this will be (I had once gone a whole year without reading)! And then, I wondered what about this blog? If I can't write about books, then I would have had to take a step down and write about my boring life. Uh-uh!

It was Summer at Tiffany by Marjorie Hart that bailed me out. (And I picked up and started reading six other books before I got here.) It was the perfect read because of the reason I got into the rut. I will be moving home in a couple of months, off to start building new relationships all over again, getting used to a new place, a new schedule, and not seeing my regular crowd as regularly as I would like to. So I was beginning to miss this place already. In Summer at Tiffany, Marjorie Hart writes about her life in 1945, when she was looking for an internship in NYC. Imagine reminiscing about the past, and how wistful it would always make you. Summer at Tiffany helped me "move on", and just live each day to the best. A great lesson that has to always be drilled into me.

Anyways, I am glad I can read at my old pace again and not force myself through any book. Bang on time too - I have a bunch of review books that I should get to asap, plus I have some plans for my reading and my blog, which I will unveil in a while, soon as I have the time to put the final touches to the idea. I'll just give you a hint for now. It is related to my post last week, in which I wondered about books that do not get as much spotlight as they should.


Anonymous said…
I'm glad you got out of your reading slump! I've been in one for the past week or so, too, and just got out of mine today! It was The Kite Runner that did it for me.
Cat said…
Glad to hear you're back in reading mode. Moving on is a difficult time especially emotionally so was a good book choice.
Really looking forward to the unveiling of your idea! :-)
Whaaahoooo, you're out of your rut! That must feel so good. Welcome back to reading central and have fun. When do you move?
Looks like a good book to snap you back into the game. Enjoy some good reads!
Tales of Whimsy said…
I love when something like this happens. When you read about someone who is going through a similar emotion.
That happened to me recently when Green Angel. After attending a funeral it was nice to read about someone in mourning.
Kristen said…
Sometimes those ruts feel cavernously deep, don't they? Glad you're back to reading now and glad that this book is good enough to rescue you. I have it on the tbr mountain (and have actually bought it twice it looked so good!).
Hannah Stoneham said…
Glad to hear that the slump is over... I hate it when that happens
Ash said…
Ahhh I think I would love this book! I'm glad it got you out of your rut as well. I once read didn't read for about a year as well and I remember being quite depressed.
Athira said…
Jess, thank goodness for those life-saving books, which can easily pluck you out of ruts! It's hard finding just the book, but one you do find it, its great!

Cat, moving on is definitely a hard thing! Will be posting about my idea soon! :)

Helen, I am so glad to be back to reading! I still have 2 more months here, will be moving in Aug-mid.

Sheila, thanks! I'm looking forward to reading more wonderful books.

Juju, that's definitely what we need right? Books that don't overdo it and make you feel worse, but do it just right so that you can look through the sadness and take the positives.

Kristen, you should really read it! It's amazing!!

Hannah, I hate it too, but thank goodness it didn't last too long!

Ash, yeah not reading for a year can be really hard. It was first year of Masters that did that to me.
Eva said…
Isn't it so thrilling when reading ruts finally end?! I always start to panic when I get into one. :)
Athira said…
Eva, I heave a huge sigh of relief when my ruts end.. Phew! They are like annoying pests!
The Bumbles said…
Bah - I hate when I get into a reading rut. Especially since I am not capable of not finishing a book - regardless of how boring or annoying it is to me.

When I've had a string of doozies, I will go back and re-read an old favorite that has the quality I love - that gets me excited about reading again and makes me choose my next books more carefully to suit my mood.
Athira said…
Molly, I can't "not" finish a book either, so it makes it extra hard for me when I get into a rut. Now I am trying to finish all those books I started.

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