I decided at the end of ’16 that I would have a year free from the (what sometimes feels like) restrictions and pressures of reading challenges and goals. I wanted to read what I wanted, when I wanted. This plan went immediately out the window when I discovered Rock My TBR – a reading challenge encouraging bookworms to knock some books off ye olde to-be-read. It was relatively relaxed compared to most challenges, so I decided to give it a shot alongside my low maintenance reading year, and did indeed manage to read a few books I’d had my eye on for some time: The Russian Sleep Experiement by Holly Ice, My Japanese Husband Think I’m Crazy by Grace Mineta, and (most of, until I found the material too disturbing to finish) The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath (which I have promised myself I will return to one day).
Now, I’m going to be honest here. I regret not joining the Goodreads Reading Challenge in 2017. As much as I moan about wanting the easy life, I do some of my best work with a little pressure, and I absolutely love challenges. You can frequently find me pining for homework deadlines when my sister sits struggling through English homework, and longing once more for 2,000 word essays when my friend shares her latest assignments. What can I say, I love to learn.
So, I’m going to turn the heat up this year.
There. I wrote it down; there’s no going back now. I even put it in bold for emphasis.
I know some hungry book bloggers chomp their way through several books a week, and as a relatively slow reader I’ve always looked at their reading habits enviously. But I’m just so into reading at the moment, and I want a challenge.
I’m pretty optimistic that with the number of graphic novels I consume, and my new-found love of non-fiction books, that I will reach 100 books by the end of 2018. I’ll certainly be giving it a go, anyway.
Do you have a reading goal for 2018?