Friends,

I love reading. I love escaping my life and living through the eyes of another. My favorite stories will always be fantasy, but I do love a historical book now and then.

I even dabble in the mystery- but only if it doesn’t require me to carry a notebook and take detailed notes on who, what, and where.

Lately, I have been in a reading funk. Shhhhhh…. don’t tell anyone. But I haven’t finished a book in months.

Oh, I can tell you the beginning and the end. I could confidently say that I have read at least 65%.

But as far as the whole thing. Nope. Can’t seem to do it. I get to the point where the plot thickens, the good guy becomes bad, the lovers have discovered they love each other, and now they are off to save the world… and I am bored.

The good guys are always going to have a happy ending.

Happily Ever After?

Now, before I get a flood of comments that say a happy ending is what the people want and that the good guy should always win, I agree. That is what the vast majority of people want, and I support them all.

But have you ever noticed that the characters are always in their 20s and 30s? That they are in perfect health with beautiful hair and haunting eyes? That the sex is always over the top? And that their souls connect on a fourth-dimensional plane of existence.

Where are the characters like me? Slightly chubby. No real skill set other than finding the best deal on peanut butter. Where are the women who haven’t had time for a decent haircut in months? Why can’t the middle-aged characters have an adventure?

Shit- can I go to Neverland?

My confession

Books are beginning to depress me because either they prove that I am already past my prime or that I failed to learn the basic traits to be a true warrior. You know, swordplay, dragon riding, stealth to be able to become a world-famous spy or a historian who actually discovers something. And I sure in hell don’t have the knowledge to run my own kingdom.

I could dive back into my historical books- but spoiler alert, everyone dies.

I think this is why I am struggling right now. Books used to provide me with a dream of something better. When I was in my 20s and 30s, I would relate. There was hope that I would be swept off my feet and taken far from the realities of everyday life. That there was the possibility of traveling the world and experiencing life to the fullest.

But in my 40s? According to the books- my life is pretty much over. There’s nowhere to go from here. I will live the rest of my days working a 9-5, and my source of happiness will be when I find a new brand of coffee.

I’m sorry

Now, I don’t mean to depress anyone. Chalk it up to the ranting of a disgruntled federal employee. But I needed to get it off my chest. I need to talk it out so that as I finish the edits to Books 2 and 3- I don’t get sucked into regurgitating the same predictable ending as every other author.

Am I the only one who feels this way? Please, for the love of the gods, tell me I’m not.

Until tomorrow, my friends- Keep Reading and Stay Caffeinated.

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