I have a confession to make: the last novel I read was months ago. It's been so long, in fact, I don't any more recall the title or the author. As someone who at one time went through a novel a week, I find this devolution in my own reading habits rather sad.
I haven't actually stopped reading altogether. I still have to follow industry news and brush up on technical material. Every now and then, a feature story will catch my fancy. From time to time, I still try to take in a short story or two. But all in all, my appetite for fiction has greatly diminished.
Why is this, I wonder. When I ask why I stopped reading, it's not with the intent of justifying myself. I don't think this was a conscious decision to begin with. It's an honest question in search of answers, of which I'm afraid I might not have the right ones.