On reading

Remember that book I was reading?

A Widow's Story by Joyce Carol Oates

Oy.

I should have read it quickly like ripping off a band-aid, but I didn't. I stretched it out over days and weeks. It felt like I was in mourning with her the entire time.

It was just too long to sit with a woman who was so sad.

So I returned it to the library without finishing it.

I just don't want to read about death for awhile.