The End of the Line?

I'm usually an avid promoter of reading the book before watching the movie. However, in the case of The Golden Compass, I admit...I sway the other way. I picked up the book earlier this break, tried to get into it, made it to about page five, and put it down. If I'd been about 13, it might have turned out differently.

I love children's books. It's sad that I'll probably never really get into another one. Harry Potter seems to have been the end of the line.

Even worse than an aversion to children's books - I no longer get into most books so easily. I feel like I'm more critical than most readers. Instead of falling in love with books on best seller lists...I lean more towards fact, rather than fiction...realistic books over fanciful ones. I love Russian literature, classic novels, and most things historical; they're the only ones I can't seem to fault. That's so depressing.

"Meek young men grow up in libraries, believing it their duty to accept the views which Cicero, which Locke, and which Bacon have given, forgetful that Cicero, Locke, and Bacon were only young men in libraries when they wrote those books."
--Ralph Waldo Emerson