I read about someone being a judge or reader for...maybe the National Book Award, and she read this much for it. I hope it paid a salary! How could anyone read that much and still take care of basic needs like eating and sleeping, let alone have a job or human interaction? Am I really so slow?
I read 100 books one year, but I was mostly isolated. And I read almost everything--novels, memoirs, young reader books (such as the Little House series), poetry...
I will say, though, that swimming through an ocean of books seems pretty thrilling--especially if it were a paying job. Imagine how much that many books would alter, sculpt, or shine a person!
It's more that half the number of books I've read in my life. This makes me want to push more. If I lose focus on my reading, getting back is so difficult. My goal to read 50 books this year seems both overwhelming and unimpressive.
I'll keep trying to be a stronger reader, which I can only do through practice.
Inspiring lists, sparkling reads, and quirky musings from a writer~reader~wife~mama~advocate who wants to seek, create, and savor life's sweet bits.
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