I'm coping with the endless (three-month or has it been four?) wait for new books by parking myself in two other books that are about 1,000 pages each. That way I can still feel I'm "behind" in my reading and not panic over the scarcity of unread titles on my shelves. It's been working--a little too well.
But I really shouldn't complain. On the same trip to pick up HP7, we roamed through La Nacional in Barranquilla and found César Aira's El Mago, Jorge Franco's Paraíso Travel (will definitely read before seeing the film), and Alberto Manguel's La biblioteca de noche.
Don't know how long the stasis here will continue, but at least there is progress in certain personal projects...slow but sure.