What can I say? I fell behind as a reader and a convener. Out of my list of 12, I finished 3 books, 2 half books, and 1 book that I swapped in for a book I found I didn’t own. 41% completion rate ain’t bad, right? Right?
No, actually, it is kind of bad. Especially since it was my challenge, my rules, my project. Oh well. It’s not like I haven’t had anything else to do this year: teaching and course prep took the place of the hours spent knitting and watching TV. A new commitment to running and fitness took the place of evenings spent in the tub with a book. I started a new and demanding job, and found myself with little energy to do anything besides crossword puzzles by the end of the day. I also joined a book club, and given the choice between finishing a book I have to post about and finishing a book I’ll discuss over snacks with my friends, I’ve chosen the latter.
And I have been reading – books from my shelf, books on the Kindle, and the interminable pile of magazines from the nightstand and the bathroom basket. I’ve been shedding books through GoodReads and the occasional shipment to Powell’s. So that’s something. Thanks to those of you who have played along for the last year – I’ll be writing the roundup soon. It’s been a fun year, and, paradoxically, I’m newly excited about reading now that I’m not committed to a list.