All I Want For Christmas...

Dear Santa,

I'm not asking for anything materialistic this year for Christmas (although, if you wanted to throw a Kindle or Nook my way, I wouldn't complain), because...let's face it, if I want it, I'll buy it.  That doesn't mean that I don't have a small, itty bitty wishlist.  You see, I have this huge, freaktasticly large TBR that will not read itself, so all I want is MY *BLEEPING* READING MOJO BACK! 

It's not a lot to ask for, is it?  Alright, maybe I have an "oh shiny!" kind of complex and my attention span has been shorter than a two-year-old's lately, but c'mon, give me a break.  I've read exactly FOUR books in the span of two months.  Maybe.  My current book, TO TASTE TEMPTATION by Elizabeth Hoyt, has taken me well over two weeks to read, and I still have about a quarter of it to finish.  That's not to say that the book is bad or even 'eh', it's actually quite good, (and HOT!) but these days when I climb into bed, I'm almost totally asleep by the time my head hits the pillow.  It used to be that I could spend at least three or four hours reading into the night, but those days have gone the way of the dodo bird.

Am I stressed?  Not unless you count me fretting about the floor caving in on my poor neighbor due to the weight of my TBR (don't laugh, I actually do worry about that).  Am I happy?  Absolutely.  There is no reason at all for my lack of attention span.  I just miss reading, but have yet to spend more than 20 minutes in one sitting with a book.

So, while you're filing your flight plan for December 24th and checking out the Who's Who on the Naughty and Nice lists, please could you throw some reading magic my way and give me back my mojo?

Thank you so much!

Amy (the one on the Naughty But Nice list)