Can't Finish

It's no secret, I'm a picky reader. I'd like to think of it as being a critical reader. Or a critical thinker, that sounds even better. But perhaps it's that I overanalyze. Or expect too much or something. Whatever it is, that point will be important to consider for those of you who adored reading The Help which I'm going to be posting about shortly.

Anyhow, I've caught a more serious bug lately. I start reading a book. I love it. I think on it. In fact, I stop on each page to contemplate some thought or illusion. After one of those contemplative stops, I find I can't pick up that book again. I've lost my momentum and I can't jump back on.  

Did the thinking make me tired? Did I not take time enough to synthesize the incoming thoughts so I felt like I couldn't move on until I cemented them? Is it better to try to think and stop all together or to put off the insights to just move on and finish the book with would provide at least some other insights along the way?

Seriously, those 3 books are excellent. I recommend them. If I ever write an autobiography I hope I can write like Gaskell does about Bronte. Remen's writing helps me find my own voice and helps me consider my life in new ways. I love those stories. And I have much to learn from Susan B. Anthony's perspective and incredible fortitude. But...I just can't continue reading them right now. 

I attribute it also to my mood. Right now, no matter how great those books are, I'm thinking Harry Potter. And actually, poetry. 

The alarming thing to me is, once I get off the reading train I find it hard to get back on. I picked up The Deathly Hallows from the library yesterday in hopes that I'd get rolling. I still haven't cracked it. 

Help, I need a reading pick-me-up!