Books I am currently failing to read

[truepenny]

Ian Fleming, From Russia, With Love.
Rosemary Kirstein, The Steerswoman.
Erik Larson, The Devil in the White City.
Mitch Cullin, A Slight Trick of the Mind.
Judith Berman, Bear Daughter.
Tobias S. Buckell, Crystal Rain.
Gene Nora Jessen, The Powder Puff Derby of 1929.
Ann Braude, Radical Spirits.
Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind.
René Girard, Violence and the Sacred
Kelly Link, Magic for Beginners.
Robert Ludlum, The Bourne Identity.
Rosalind Coward, Female Desires.

(And this, mind you, is merely the list of books I have started and abandoned. We're not even talking about the books I own but have never so much as opened.)

What am I actually reading? Death Shall Overcome. For at least the tenth time.

Comments

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

Have you read Anthony Price? He is The Best. I have tried reading Ludlum and Fleming and LeCarre to try to make up for not having any new Anthony Price ever again. It did not work. The only thing that sort of worked was Mike Ford's Price homage.

[truepenny.livejournal.com]

There's an Anthony Price that should join that list of abandoned books, but I have forgotten the title.

I am having this problem (and have been having this problem for years) wherein I can't cope with new narrative. My best and most optimistic guess is that I'm using up my quota writing my own books and have nothing left over for other people's.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

timprov went through that for awhile, albeit likely not for identical reasons. It's frustrating. Hope it passes soon.