I'm on my 11th novel of 2017 (it wasn't a resolution; I just happened to be on a long train journey with nothing to do early in January). Before that, I probably had read 11 over the past three or four years total.

I still read - online essays and articles and such. But not fiction novels, with a few exceptions.

I didn't like it, but I think, looking back, I just never felt settled in my life during that time. I was moving between cities and countries, switching jobs, starting my career, worrying about money and such things...I'm only now getting back to some semblance of a settled life. I'm not sure if there was a direct correlation, but it feels like a good narrative anyway.