On loosing my reading mojo

Today I came across this article here

It spoke to me an awful lot as I can sympathise with the author.  I used to be that reader who ate books and it was the norm for me to regularly read a book in 24 hours. However a few years ago when my husband’s health took a bit of a turn I lost my reading mojo.

My head space also became not so good. I spent much time deep in thought and worry. If I tried to take my mind off things by reading I found that I couldn’t concentrate.  I would spend ages re – reading the same line over and over again, with nothing being absorbed. 

It didn’t matter what I tried to read.
Even reading my Bible became difficult. My favourite authors also couldn’t break through this fog that I was going through.  Whatever was suggested to read I struggled to finish a book.

Although that was a strange time and it’s going back awhile,  my appetite for reading has changed. No longer am I ravenous for a book.  A book has to be really gripping to hold my attention, to keep me entertained and enthralled to the end. It’s a rare thing for me to read a book within a couple of days.  If I do, you know it must be a good one.

I know that there’s many health benefits associated with reading and it is supposed to be a way of elevating depression.  My advice through the dark days is keep trying,  and if you can’t , don’t beat yourself up over it. Find something else that will assist in lifting you up. For me knitting became a lifeline.

The other thing I recommend is don’t be afraid to seek out help and speak about how you feel.  I know the road is hard and long. There will be good days and bad days. Eventually things will get better – just keep believing this and show yourself some love.
Blessings x


I have a thing

About Psychology. I’m very much into trying to work out how people tick. I’m also very much into self-improvement. So when I came across this book

I thought I’d better read it. It is a very interesting read and although you may feel a bit mad talking to your chimp and twin, as well as trying to sort out your goblins and gremlins whilst the computer part of you is working on auto pilot; a lot of it does make sense.

My chimp is called Pickle because if I don’t manage her she can get me into trouble (pickle). My twin is called Kirsten as that is what my parents originally wanted to call me. It’s OK if you now think I’m completely loopy – it doesn’t bother me. However if you fancy learning more see this:

Blessings πŸ˜€


I can’t remember when or how I learnt to read but somewhere during my early years I was taught. I do have some memories of being read to by my dad and they are good memories. I have memories of being in the library and reading a book about a Koala Bear called Melissa. My parents have an embarrassing memory of going out for a meal and coming back to find that the neighbour who had been watching me, had been asked to read the same book over and over again to me – why were they embarrassed? Well the book was about how boys and girls are different. I also have a memory of when I was about six when I changed schools due to a house move and getting very upset at given a small thin book as a reading book. My reading book before that was a big chunky one which naturally I wanted to continue to having.

Obviously working in a library I have access to books and recently came across a book called The Big Stone Gap Bookstore I thought it was one of those books that fictionalises an aspect from another series and presumed it was a take on the Big Stone Gap series by Adriana Trigiani – imagine my surprise to find out that this book was actually non fiction, real and that Big Stone Gap is a REAL PLACE! πŸ˜€

I love stories about small town America. I have visited New York City which was wonderful but I have a dream to travel to places that are small town America and places like Lancaster County (Amish). To think now may be one day I could visit Big Stone Gap? It’s joined the list!

The thing that I love about Wendy Welch’s book is that she shares her love of reading. I do love reading but found a few years ago when hubby’s health took a slight turn for the worst that I lost my reading mojo. It was bad. You are looking at a lass who used to eat books and could easily read a book in 24 hours. I never went anywhere with out a book.

I was given suggestions of how to overcome it but nothing worked. I would pick up a book and read the same line over and over again. Nothing would sink in.

Luckily knitting saved me at that point. Wendy also knits – just out of interest! However my reading mojo has never really recovered so when I do find a book that I enjoy reading I am grateful.

Reading is something that many do take for granted like you dear reader reading these words. Have you ever imagined what it would be like if you couldn’t read? Would you be able to cope? I once was asked to do some training on that subject. I used pictures and instructions to operate a piece of equipment which were written in a foreign language. There was a lot of nervous laughter as they tried to understand but the message did get across – if you can’t read life can be very difficult.

So next time you read a magazine or a newspaper, that text book for your degree, that classic for your English Literature class, that bus timetable, that cake recipe or even a book for enjoyment remember to give thanks!

Blessings! πŸ˜€