I read a book a day for twenty-five days

I did it!, mainly by sticking to graphic novels and poetry. I learning nothing, other than reading a book a day is tiring, especially at five o’clock in the darkened evening when you realize you haven’t even started reading something yet. But I persevered through pre-Christmas and a week of having a gastro-virus. So yay me I suppose. Yay finishing this arbitrary goal I set myself stupidly thinking that I am somewhat of a professional reader who needs to have these sorts of goals set out for myself.

Upcoming year, I likely will have no goals other than continuing to read books because that is my hobby and I start to go squirrelly without being able to read (and also being able to write fiction, but that’s a whole other set of issues).