Gong Xi Fa Cai!
I intended to write this post at the end of 2016, but, uh… procrastination. Anyway, here it is!
Every year since 2014, I joined the Goodreads Reading Challenge and set a goal for myself. My target has been consistent throughout the years: 12 books over 12 months. Realistically, I do not manage to stick to a 1 book: 1 month schedule, but I do (eventually) manage to complete my 12 books: 1 year challenge by the year-end. (Tip: the young adult genre is my go-to for quick reads)
This year, however, was different. This year, I over-achieved by completing 16 books. Yes, I read 4 books more than my target! I amazed even myself!
It’s tempting to set this as the new target number for my 2017 challenge, but I’m worried that it’s too ambitious. So I set my 2017 as I had done in the past: 12 books only.
Continue reading “My 2016 Reading Challenge”
Reading was one of my personal goals for 2015, and Goodreads‘ Reading Challenge was a great way to keep track. I kept it very realistic, considering how much time I actually can spare myself after work, kids, and keeping a healthy relationship with my husband (read: dates). I decided to set a goal of 12 books for the year, which means I need to read at least 1 book a month. Thankfully, I completed the challenge successfully.
In order of date read, here are those 12 books: Continue reading “My 2015 Reading Challenge”
It’s finally happened, and I am in disbelief. I find the internet boring. Continue reading “Internet, Boredom, and 3 Recent Reads”
Since finding out about my pregnancy and learning that babies feel what mommies feel, I’ve decided to hold off on my consumption of upsetting things. This put watching ‘Criminal Minds‘ and ‘Game of Thrones‘ on hold.
Unfortunately, the last remaining book I had which I hadn’t read yet was Isabel Allende‘s “The Island Beneath the Sea.” While it’s not a novel meant to be upsetting, it does paint a pretty good picture of slavery. I made it all the way to page 106 of 582, and then I decided I had enough. I put the book down.
But then, I had a new dilemma. I had nothing — absolutely nothing — to read.
Continue reading “Pregnancy, Censorship, and Book Shopping”