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How to Get Out of a Reading Slump

It’s no surprise that I often find myself in reading slumps: I’m the kind of reader who doesn’t particularly enjoy reading in seasons of stress or busyness. I wish I were an escapist reader, but I’m really not. It’s also not a shocker to say that the best way to get out of a reading slump is, sadly, to ride it out.

This may be an unpopular opinion, but sometimes we need breaks from reading. I’m usually quick to tell other readers this in the midst of their reading slumpiness, but I’m not as gracious with my own reading habits. So really, I’m writing this blog post for future Mollie to revisit when I find myself in the inevitable reading slump.

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Currently: Reading, Loving, Working, Feeling

Hi all! I’ve missed this space so much, and I’ve missed the cathartic practice of writing. I’ve been journal-praying, but I haven’t devoted a ton of time to self-reflection. I wanted to catch you up on all-things spring/summer. I cannot believe it’s almost June! Where did the time go?! Currently, I’m reading a lot of pregnancy/parenting books. I haven’t shared these online much because it feels like it might be boring to the people who follow me, but maybe there are some other first-time moms or soon-to-be moms out there who would be interested.

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Where I've been!

Hi, friends. It feels like it’s been ages since I last wrote a blog post! I finally shared the news on Instagram, but my husband and I are expecting! I’m due in early November, and we’re over-the-moon excited. I’m fourteen weeks, and this season of my life has felt overwhelming in the best way. I was surprised to learn just how absent I would be online, but I think the break from social media was exactly what I needed. I guess I was still a content consumer, but I didn’t have the energy to be a content creator, if that makes sense. I feel like I’ve spent the last few months under a rock or lurking in the shadows! I’m feeling more and more like myself every day, but I’m still not completely up to speed.

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The Book We've Always Needed

Becoming by Michelle Obama is so worth the hype, y’all. Listening to it on audio felt like I was having coffee with Michelle herself (she narrates!), learning just what her love and her husband’s love for our country cost her. How it changed her. And how she took that love and forged a path with it—a path for women. A path for people of color. Her passion and love made a way for people to dream big.

Becoming is more than a story of life with the Obamas, and it’s more than a book about politics. It’s a gracious glimpse into all of the untold, intimate moments of making a marriage and a family.

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Books I Can't Read Soon Enough

Do you ever have that feeling that a stack of books is just calling to you, but you already have a “set” TBR or a list of books you’ve already “committed” to read before you can get to that stack? This is why I’m notoriously terrible with TBRs. I’m a mood reader who is always longing for the next book I can read (which is usually a brand-new release that just arrived on my doorstep). *Sigh*

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New Year, New Reading Priorities

Hi lovely readers!

Happy New Year! Can you believe it’s already 2019? I’m hoping you’ll see a lot more of me in this space this year—and a lot more of my reading life. I didn’t write a lot of “reviews” last year (I use this word loosely because I tend to be pretty casual/ramble-y on this blog and share musings here and there instead of formal book reviews).

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Books to Get You in the Christmas Spirit

I don’t know about you, but I like to read a lot of different kinds of books leading up to the Christmas season . . . light-hearted, fluffy romance books to match the hallmark movie vibes; beloved favorites for nostalgia (Harry Potter, Chronicles of Narnia, etc.); classic Christmas stories; harder-hitting, warmhearted reads to cozy up with by the tree; and of course my favorite Advent books.

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Life Lately: Falling into Fall

I cannot believe it’s almost November. Truly, I’m shocked how quickly time has gone by. The leaves are beginning to change here in Raleigh, life is settling into a new rhythm, and I find myself craving—more or less—time to curl up on the couch with a good book and some peppermint tea.

But my days are full. Full of good things, nonetheless, but still full. Prioritizing reading has been hard, but I’ve been trying to cut myself some slack about that.

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Five "Non-Spooky" Books to Read in Autumn

October is the one month I actually feel pressure to read certain kinds of books, and most of the time, that pressure is welcome.

I love the idea of reading spooky or creepy books in the fall, but sometimes I just can't decide which thriller to pick up, and I end up not reading any spooky books. It's like a weird kind of reading paralysis, and it's just plain silly.

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What I Read in September

September was such a full month y'all. As summer winds down and the fall routines begin, that familiar, cozy feeling is creeping in. The days are getting shorter, the house smells like delicious soup, my wardrobe is full of chunky sweaters again . . . it's all happening.

The beginning of autumn means my schedule is full, too. I'm doing something almost every night of the week.

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Annotating My Books

I'm finally sharing why and how I annotate my books, and you guys, it has enriched my reading so much. I've been full-on annotating books for about two or three months now, and I can't imagine doing it any other way.

I'll admit, I used to be one of those people who would practically hyperventilate when even thinking about writing in books, but that "stage" of my reading life only lasted about two years.

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Station Eleven by Emily St. John Mandel

I’ll try to trace the hold the book has on me, but what can I really say? Reading Station Eleven is like slowly peeling an orange, tearing it bit by bit until you’re at the sticky center. It’s sweet and it lingers, but oh, it stings, that little sun in your hands.

It’s a story about nostalgia: not only for what could have been but for what still exists buried underneath—like fingers on an out-of-tune cello playing a hollow song from muscle memory. Or maybe it’s always there, buzzing above our skin, like light moving over the surface of the waters, over the darkness of the undersea.

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