When life interferes

Posted by Meesh in Mouthing Off with Meesh | 4 comments

I can’t believe how fast time slips by these days. I looked at the calendar and realized that it was my day to post at MVF. I can’t believe it’s been two weeks since my last post, two weeks since Peter Steele died (still can’t believe he died, to be honest). I’m not prepared to really write a coherent blog post about anything related to fiction, so I figured maybe I’d write about how life can interfere when we least want it to do so.

I have three half-read books sitting in my house right now, including Lover Mine, JR Ward’s latest novel in the Black Dagger Brotherhood series. I waited for so long to get this book, salivated for it as the day of its release drew near. But I’ve found my life is so insane these last few weeks that I’m just too tired to read it. I started to read it, got 100 pages into it, and had to go to bed. This was on Tuesday, the 27th. I have yet to pick it back up, and really don’t even have a desire to read it right now.

How can my life be so damn crazy that I don’t even want to indulge in my favorite soft core vampire porn? I’ve been asking myself that for the last two days, while I’ve wanted to rip my hair out at work, as my eyes are involuntarily closing in the afternoon when I get home. No one should allow their life to interfere in the enjoyment of said life. Not ever, and trust me, this was not my plan. I announced today at work that I’m trying to have a stroke so I can get some time off. A mental breakdown would reflect poorly on me. A broken bone won’t incapacitate me enough to leave me unable to work. A stroke, however, might just give me a few months of much needed respite. Sadly, I’m only half joking. And please, before anyone says that they know someone who had a stroke and it’s no laughing matter, I do know this. I use sick humor to deal with really stressful times in my life, and since I’ve had a headache for three weeks, a stroke is what struck me as the sickest humor I could use. The most apt.

So what else am I trying to read? I’m halfway through Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Universe. It’s a really funny book, an easy read, but I just can’t pay attention. I’m also reading this really weird book called My Secret Life, which is an actual journal written by a man in the 1800s. He was more than a tad perverse and the book is about his escapades with women. I’m about 40 pages into this book because I can only read a few paragraphs at a time before I have to stop and shake the horror out of my brain. Not that there is anything really graphic or disgusting, but it’s just odd to me that anyone would write this stuff out the way he did. It’s bizarre. If you’re into weird stuff like that, good read. Otherwise, spare yourself the incredulity.

Is everyone enjoying Lover Mine? I still can’t picture John Matthew as a grown up. He still seems like a pre-trans male to me. The stuff with Blay and Qhuinn is hurting my heart a lot. I want to see Xhex kick serious lesser ass, and I really hope that eventually happens. It isn’t as compelling as the other books have been. Reminds me of Phury’s book, which was a lot of whining, not a lot of good stuff, in my opinion. I hate whiny males, and unfortunately, JM seems to be awfully close to falling into that category – not the same kind of whiny that Phury is, of course, but still just way too caught up in his own shit to see. I hope it gets better.

How are the other new books out this week? I hope I get my reading mojo back soon. I really want to get lost in these books again. If anyone has a job sweeping hair at a salon that they could recommend me for, I’m really thinking something nice and mindless would be a good change of pace for me. Then my life won’t be getting in the way of my leisure time.