About two weeks ago, I posted about my nostalgia for the whole summer reading thingie that libraries had for kids, and how my recent rejoining of the library cult made me wish there were one for adults. And how I found one at GoodReads, sorta. It’s more like ‘in a year’, and you set your own goal, which I did. At 100.
Because 100 makes the percentages easy to figure out, y’know? Also, it seemed like a totally reasonable number to attempt. If I had a few weeks left and wasn’t quite there, I could totally fake it by going back and re-reading everything Stephen King ever wrote.
BUT! I’ve read 57 out of 100. I’m 23 books ahead of schedule. And I’ve read most of those since announcing my intention to do this right here.
I read fast.