I read a lot, never parted with books, was a regular at the library and dreamed of becoming a writer. And then I got a job, got hooked on social networks and abandoned books …
I read a lot, as at 3, 5 years old I learned to read, so I never parted with books. When I went to the village to see my grandmother, I went to the store where they gave books for rent and chose not by genre or beautiful cover, but by thickness. I took a few of the thickest pieces and went on vacation. I even studied poorly at school, because I read until the morning, and in the class I was half asleep. In the school library I was a regular, in those days there were problems at home and in order to come home later I went to the school library, took some encyclopedia and read until closing time. For an ordinary schoolchild, a form in the form of a squared notebook cut in half by the 11th grade was only half full. I had a whole stack of them, I ate books in batches. At the age of 13 he began to read science fiction and decided to become a writer himself. Fortunately, a computer appeared. On the computer, I read Nikitin about 3 times, and this is … 100 times. Then I bought the first smartphone from Nokia, read it in QReader, I remember somehow counting the number of books read on my phone, it exceeded 200, I I could read the book in a day calmly, as I got the knack for squandering unnecessary descriptions of nature and the heroes' thoughts that lead to nothing. At the age of 18 I published my story in a collection, then another one.
And then I got a job, got hooked on social. networks, a peekaboo, moved in with his future wife, had a child … The last entertaining book I read was Game of Thrones, and that was only because I was at the dacha where there was nothing to do. But he gave up this reading anyway.
I'm getting dumb. It is now more interesting for me to read world news or forecasts about how the Yandex search engine will develop (this is for work). Many times I forced myself to read something fictional, entertaining. Fantasy there, science fiction, but just a detective! Nifiga, it doesn't work.
But what I really read avidly is autobiographical works. Especially about businessmen and musicians. In fact, I just read what happened to people in real life.
And now I don’t understand whether this is a program genetically embedded, they say, now I’m only interested in what can be applied in practice for the well-being of my wife and child. Or I’m just dumbfounded that I don’t have enough brains to imagine some kind of fantasy world.
By the way, he gave up writing.
Does anyone have a similar problem?
