you won't make yourself a name if you follow the rules

Something that's been ongoing a few years is I can't focus on big blocks of text that need particular attention. Like, a novel-length fanfic of something I'm already familiar with I have been able to read without difficulty, but an actual novel, or a nonfiction anything that isn't a collection of shorter pieces, that's different. And this has been bugging me no end because I remember how much I read in high school and I miss that.

In the past three days I have read Till We Have Faces by CS Lewis, Suradanna and the Sea by Rebecca Frainow, and The Hundred Thousand Kingdoms by NK Jemisin. Suradanna is a novella, which has still been well into "too long" territory, but the others are novels, and I think Kingdoms is a fairly substantial novel at that. (Not sure. Kindle edition.)

I'm not sure what to make of this but I am pleased.