At the beginning of the year I set a goal to read 100 books. (Last year I aimed at 70, thought I’d set it at 100, and ended up reading exactly 70.) Since October’s almost over, leaving just two months in the year, I figured I’d better take a look at where I am. It’s not looking so good.
In January, I got off to a good start, reading ten books (including three Diana Wynne Jones books). But then in February I only finished a single book (also Diana Wynne Jones — Hexwood). March got me back in the swing with eleven books (including two more DWJ and also Bridge to Terabithia). Then graduation reared its head in April and I only read six books (the first three books in the Ender’s Shadow series, mainly), making 28 books altogether during winter semester. Not bad, especially considering that I also managed to not fail all my classes while I was reading all these books. :P
In May, at the beginning of the summer, I read eight books (finished the Ender’s Shadow series and then read the middle two books in the original series, along with Card’s First Meetings and another DWJ, and I finally finished Persuasion after starting it way back in September). A good start, but it soon fizzled: June saw me through only five books (finished off the Ender’s Game series, read Peter and the Starcatchers, and read the first two Harry Potter books), July was down to three (HP3, DWJ’s Castle in the Air, and Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows), August was at four (Robin McKinley’s The Hero and the Crown, Anthony Hope’s The Prisoner of Zenda, Orson Scott Card’s Seventh Son, and Dean Hughes’ When We Meet Again), and I only finished a single book in September (DWJ’s Archer’s Goon). And none so far in October. (That’ll change, though.)
This is sad: 49 books. That’s it. I mean, it’s good, but I’m just a wee bit shy of my 100. Can I really read 51 books in two months? I wish. :) That’d be one book every 1.2 days. I suppose if I abandoned all my side projects, took a month off of work, and stopped sleeping, I might be able to pull it off. If only… ~wistful sigh~ Maybe I should read shorter books… More importantly, is that cheating? :P
No, really, this isn’t about the numbers. I keep track of my reading primarily to make sure I don’t get too bogged down with other activities, and it looks like that’s exactly what’s happened. Tragic.
Right now I’m actively reading a small handful of books — Connie Willis’s Doomsday Book, Diane Setterfield’s The Thirteenth Tale, Diana Wynne Jones’ Dogsbody, Elizabeth Marie Pope’s The Sherwood Ring, Jean Rhys’s Wide Sargasso Sea, T.E. Peacock’s Nightmare Abbey, Boethius’ The Consolation of Philosophy, P.G. Wodehouse’s Full Moon, and Thomas Hardy’s Tess of the D’Urbervilles. I keep getting tempted to pick up new books, but I need to just plunge forward with these ones (the three I’m reading most frequently are Doomsday Book, Dogsbody, and The Thirteenth Tale) until I’m done with them.
This year has definitely been a Diana Wynne Jones / Orson Scott Card year. Maybe I’ll only read DWJ for the rest of the year after I finish these — make it memorable. :P (And the advantage is that they’re pretty quick reading.)
Anyway, I’ll aim for 70 again, and maybe in December I’ll just put a hold on all my other projects until the New Year. :) But right now I’m going to dip back into Doomsday Book (which I haven’t been able to put down since I started reading it two days ago) instead of doing my homework…

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