Last year I did a book challenge. I made it about half way through ( 26 books if I remember correctly ).. and then lost the will to live. I missed my preferred genre. I missed the joy of just browsing at the bookstore and in my own library. I was exhausted. From reading. So I quit.
I did really enjoy stretching my legs and reading things I never would have read on my own. I think it was the political memoir that broke me. I will say I’m very glad I did the challenge simply for the one that told me to read a book recommended by a stranger. I wound up asking our server at the local Smokey Bones. She was a young 20 something and I thought it would be interesting… believe me it was. I’m not sure what I expected, but once she wrapped her head around the idea of recommending a book without knowing what I liked to read she very readily suggested All Quiet on the Western Front. I must say, of all the books I would not have read that one was very powerful and by far my favorite. I had to take a break of almost a week to digest and let the thing settle in my soul before I could pick up and move on to the next selection.
I have tried Goodreads. I used to use it a lot. It got old. I really don’t like giving reviews or critiques. I don’t like analyzing what I read. I like to let the story melt in my mouth like good chocolate. Sometimes there is insight. Sometimes the story is thought provoking and makes me consider a message, but mostly, to me, the story is the thing. So. This year I have decided to put my readings down here. I don’t know what will happen. I don’t know if it will be more than a list of what I read. But I’m hoping it will turn into more than that and give me an interesting look back on my year by what I was reading.
Let’s see what happens, shall we?