I can’t read lately, and I don’t know why. Last time I went through a bout like this, it was because I needed reading glasses really badly and didn’t know it. This time – I just don’t know.
I have the attention span of a gnat right now. I have started and discarded Kiss of the Spider Woman, Blindness, A Monk Swimming, The Memory Keeper’s Daughter and Think on These Things. I’m trying A History of Their Own – Women in Europe from Prehistory to the Present, but I expect I’ll discard that too.
Either a) all of these books are just no good, which seems unlikely, or b) there’s something wrong with me. I have always been a voracious reader, and this is a very big deal for me. I don’t get it. Is the internet sucking out my BRAIN? Can I no longer process information that’s longer than 140 characters? WTF? LOL? ROFLMAO?
I think I’m doomed to a life of LOLcats and Facebook. My brain, of which I have always been so proud and so fond, is cybermush. RIP, Lynne’s Brain. We hardly knew ye.