Do you read me?
Sometimes I think people who ‘read’ me — as in, they ‘get’ my thought processes and recognize life-plot twists as part of My Story — must be readers.1
Not of my blog, necessarily. Nor of the same kinds of books I prefer. (Or even of books at all: perhaps they read comics or magazines or horoscopes or recipes or dating profiles or…)
But I think they probably read.
Because I think reading has taught me a lot about ‘reading’ — attitudes, reactions, motivations — and I bring that to bear – though likely subconsciously – in the way I approach nearly everything I do. (Or choose NOT to do.) And I assume the same to be true for many others.
Reading Me, Me: Reading
I’ve posted (above) the books I’ve read so far this year.
At 17 weeks into the year, I have completed 16 books. My reading goal this year is to finish 52 books. (Which, honestly, is kind of low. I started keeping track of my books on Goodreads2 on January 1, 2017 — that year I completed 71.) I figure, with my schedule the way it is right now, averaging one book per week was a good way to approach goal-setting. I’m slightly behind, according to that calculation, but I am enjoying working my way through my TBR pile (and adding to it!), so I will just continue at approximately the pace I have been going for the next few weeks. And when summer arrives… Well, we’ll see.
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