More on temptation

Though my blogging of late may not reflect this, I've actually been reading! Just not writing about what I've been reading.

The problem, though, is that I've been reading a lot that isn't on the list (though some that is on the list; I'm behind again). Sadly, guidebooks to Amsterdam and Paris aren't productive from a project perspective, but they are great for my self-care.

So, there's that. The main culprit, though, has got to be The New Yorker. I have such a love-hate relationship with my subscription to this periodical. On the one hand, I always read it cover to cover and it's so much fun. On the other hand, it's often more tempting a read than my current list novel (I may just be in a dry spell with the list; it happens). I just finished an absolutely fascinating read about popular book types in China, specifically this genre that is novelizations of work/career. I'm trying to read one about Tyler Clementi's suicide, but I've found it triggering.

Sometimes I'm tempted to re-subscribe to The Economist, but that would really mess me up.

In other news, one of my colleagues recently saw the LE agent who is keeping tabs on my reading habits, which he inquired about. Sigh.