I Can Read!

As I mentioned before, I’ve been having some trouble getting my mind to concentrate enough for me to read. A few weeks ago, I was going to clean off the chest inside my front door. I got as far as picking up the first book on the top of the pile. When I flipped it over, it sounded interesting.

So I abandoned my cleaning project and began to read. And then I spent the entire weekend reading, including reading a little bit before I got out of bed in the morning. I haven’t done that in years! The book was huge, 600+ pages and I’ve already finished it. Now I’m halfway through the sequel and loving it just as much.

I don’t know what happened to inhibit my ability to read. I’ll probably never know. Nor do I know what exactly about these books unlocked that magic again but I will be eternally grateful to Patrick Rothfuss for writing The Name of the Wind and The Wise Man’s Fear. I’m so excited for the third book of the Kingkiller Chronicles trilogy to come out. I can’t wait!

This is a feeling that’s been severely lacking in my life lately and I’m so happy to have it back. You just can’t imagine.