So a strange thing happened to me about 2 years ago. It was a cold and stormy night and I had just returned from a writer's conference...okay so it was really a sunny afternoon, but still...I picked up a book to read while I decompressed from the workshops and discussions. And suddenly I discovered that I had become a very picky reader. I started to notice things like adverb usage, dialogue tag lines and awkward descriptions.
Recently on a long flight from NY to SLC, I sat next to Aprilynne Pike, NY Times bestselling author of WINGS and she informed me that my reading dilemma is perfectly normal and that once she was published her enjoyment of reading for the pure pleasure of a good story has returned. I am so excited for that to happen for me. Just one more fantastic result of someday being published.
Its kind of like watching rainbows, when your little its a wonder and then you take physics and it becomes a display of fractured light, and then it changes again when you see the rainbow break on a stormy day and it becomes a miracle again. I am hoping my reading rainbow will return to being a wonder.