Last week I wrote about my 2022 reading challenge. I admitted that I have 112 unread books sitting right here on my bookcase that I have not read. And that I self-imposed a book buying ban until I get to under 20 TBRs.
Well, I might have maybe, just slightly underestimated how many TBRs I really have. My underestimation maybe, might have been just a wee bit off by nearly 50%.
Last week, I attended a conference. The conference was here in D.C., so I didn’t have to travel far (just a ride on the metro). But the schedule provided 1.5 hours for lunch. So what does any good booknerd do with that much free time?
Read. (Of course. Did you even have to guess?)
And I typically carry two books with me at all times. Especially when I’m at least 50% through one.
It’s like the Boy Scouts for booknerd’s. Always be prepared (to read). (Or for you booknerds, it’s like HHGTTG—always know where your towel (book) is.)
Okay, I admit I’ve been a slacker because I said this would be a “regular” post. Although, in my defense, I said it would be “somewhat” a regular post. Then again, I haven’t done a weekly book pile since the last (and only) Book Pile post, which was on January 28. Despite the fact I’ve read 16 books since January 1, I’ve only reported on 3 of them. Hence I’m a slacker.
So I had a completely different post ready to go up today, but then I checked my mail. And after weeks of waiting (okay, really it was only 9 days, but still it felt like weeks), it finally arrived. And I am doing my happy dance.
People who know me, whether in real life or virtually, know I love books. If they don’t know, then they don’t know me or haven’t been paying attention.
First, I read books. I know that seems obvious, but I’ve been told I read a lot. Really, I didn’t think 97 books last year was *that* many (my best year in the last 6 was 124 books, a record I still aim to beat). This especially seems average when I consider that some of my Goodread friends read 200 or even 300+ books a year.