We’ve all hit a wall at some point in our reading lives, right?
Sometimes a book is so good it’s impossible to follow up. Sometimes, a book is so bad we forget that reading is fun. Sometimes a book is good but I’m not in the mood to read it and now I’m 139 pages in and I refuse to put it down because no really, it’s very good, I just don’t want to read it right this second, but I will tomorrow hopefully, or maybe the next day.
My point is that there are any number of reasons you might find yourself struggling to pick up any book at all.