My goal this month also is low, with the exception that in at least one case, I plan on finishing a book which I’ve already started reading. That book is The Force Is Middling In This One (And Other Ruminations from the Outskirts of The Empire) by Robert Kroese.
The goal for this month, including that book, is eight books. As of now, I’ve read 50 books so far this year. If I finish eight books per month for the rest of the year, I’ll be up to 74 at the end of the year, which will eclipse my total for the last two years (54 and 70, respectively).
It’s not as if I don’t have plenty of books from which to choose.
That’s the bookcase setting behind me as I am writing this, with about 100 books there. Many of them are donations from my brother-in-law Warren, with the others collected from bookstores and library book sales.
They are most of the Pennsylvania-Dutch Mystery with Recipes series by Tamar Myers, which were loaned to me by a patron at the library where I work.
Plus I’m still participating in the Agatha Christie Reading Challenge, although I’ve fallen off the pace there a little recently. Next up is Sad Cypress, but I’m not sure when I’ll start it.
In fact, I’m not sure what book I’m going to read next.
I guess I’ll just have to flip a coin and call it.
…although somehow I think it will be just a bit less serious than this. At least, I hope it’s not this serious.