How I Ended Up Here, Part 1 Side Note

I started writing about my journey a few days ago. I ended it at the point when I had just finished my graduate studies and had started down a path in my mid-twenties with a new M.B.A. in hand. In the narrative, I also shared a side note about one of my college mentors who had given me a bookmark with a quote on it.

Beyond stating that the quote still fits me, I didn’t give any explanation as to what the quote meant and continues to means to me. Hence, Part 1 Side Note. Continue reading

Book Love (Or Why You Shouldn’t Ask What My Favorite Book Is)

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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.

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