My day has been unsatisfying, I think because I don’t really like my book. I like it okay, but I would prefer to like it more. It’s a collection of steampunk short stories, some of which I like better than others (of course), and I’m just not excited about reading it. I’m halfway through, and I know that if I finish the story I’m on and put it down, it’s unlikely that I’ll pick it back up. That seems like a shame. Like I’m punishing the book for something that isn’t its fault.
This is dumb, isn’t it?