It is getting harder and harder to find things to read. Everything I pick up is CRAP.
My old standbys don't work -- mysteries, they're all the same. I can barely get one chapter in before I know EXACTLY what is going to happen.
And Suspense novels? Hah! Don't get me started. Dude, the only thing suspenseful about these books is trying to figure out what new and totally disgusting ways the author is going to think up to kill people.
I've given twenty, thirty books back to the library over the last couple of weeks, books that I bought from them over the last year. I couldn't read any of them.
I think that quality versus quantity is what's going on here. I seem to have lost my tolerance for triviality. Man.
Not just books, television too. Shows I used to watch every week are just boring repeats of last week's episode. It's always just the same, same, SAME!
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