Now, don’t get me wrong. I love nonfiction. But it’s like a diet of all vegetables. They taste great and they’re good for you. But sometimes you just want dessert.
The reason I’ve limited myself lately to nonfiction is that, with this genre, I have much more self control. I can close the covers, put it down, and not feel quite as compelled to read when I should be doing something else. Like working on a dissertation.
But, man. I stare at the unread novels on my nightstand like a dieter longingly eyes the pastries in the bakery shop window.
Really. I do.
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