Book to self connections.
Sometimes that spills over into my pleasure reading. I was reading Revolutionary Road and as poor Frank Wheeler faced his desk at work I could envision my own. He had an inbox, an outbox, and a stack of papers he referred to as "...stack of things he couldn't face."
Mine are more of a to-do and a ta-dah! basket, with the anything in the ta-dah! basket heading directly to its destination. Sounds efficient, right? Well, maybe. But I still have a "...stack of things I can't face..." sitting next to the computer. In addition, the actual to-do basket has to wait until the planning and grading are done.
Eventually, it all gets caught up, and I can go home and read again.
If I read enough Harry Potter, maybe I'll find a wand that will help me vanish the stack of things I can't face. Stumble It!