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I have fallen... and I can't get up.

I have fallen in love with reading again.

Yes, it's always been one of my true loves, but I have to admit that since finishing my own book I've felt like I should be doing more than just reading.

Like working on my own.
And trying to get it published.
Or reading about getting published.
Maybe writing query letter #7.

To say I don't relax much is an understatement.

However, tonight I was cleaning out my book shelves and realized what I've been missing... and remembered why writing is so important to me.  Books are my favorite escape and always have been.

#bestshelfever

Perhaps I'm having this writers block because I'm trying too hard and not taking the time to savor the words already written.  How could I possibly think that all work and no reading would possibly work for me?  I gave up the one thing that truly made me more myself than anything else... and ended up lost again.  

So, this summer is about reading more than writing.  My book isn't going anywhere (quite literally), and I need some clarity about why I even started writing to begin with.  And starting this week, I'll bring back the Friday Reads posts again.

It's been too long, in more ways than one, so I hope you'll read along with me this summer...

Have a great week!