Reading slumps are not a personal failing

A reading slump has a particular way of messing with your self-image. It is not just that you are not reading. It is that you feel like you are no longer the kind of person who reads.

Which is dramatic, yes. But also understandable, because reading is not just a hobby. For many of us it is a coping mechanism, a joy, an identity, a private home we carry around.

So when the door won’t open, it can feel like something has gone wrong with you.

The book hangover, and how to live with it

There should be a better word for the feeling you get after finishing a brilliant book. “Book hangover” is the closest we have, but it is slightly too jokey for something that can feel genuinely destabilising.

It is that hollow, floaty sensation. The strange silence. The way you keep thinking about characters like they are people you used to know. The way every other book looks faintly irrelevant, like trying to date too soon after a heartbreak.

Six novels that demonstrate why “show, don’t tell” is worth getting right

When I wrote about “The art of showing, not telling” recently, I realised how many great examples of this technique exist in literature. Some authors take it to the next level, showing us emotions, relationships, and tension in ways that draw entirely us into the story without a single line of “telling.” 

I thought it might be useful to look at a few of these standout examples and the writers who have mastered the art of showing so well that their stories linger long after you’ve finished reading.