I have a confession to make:
I haven’t been reading.
Shocking, I know. Please, take a moment to breathe deeply and calm yourself. Smelling salts are available for a small fee at the concessions stand.
Truth be told, I’ve been dealing with some personal issues lately. Nothing life-threatening; no need to reach for those smelling salts again. But various factors have combined to make me uninterested in books… well, not just books, but almost everything I’m usually interested in pursuing during my leisure time.
Just about the only thing I’ve been consistently interested in has been perfume, of all things. So don’t be surprised if you see a post or two about perfume here on my lil’ ol’ blog. Hey, I only ever said this is a mostly-bookish blog, not an ALL-bookish blog, right?
I’ll probably be reading plenty when we head to Chicago in the near future, but thinking about which books to pack is already stressing me out a little bit. Anyway, I also have a handful of half-done bookish posts to finish up and publish eventually.
I suppose that if one must go on hiatus, the summer is a pretty good time to do it. Summertime is basically made for intermissions, isn’t it?