This week has been a weird reading week. I started taking a MasterClass on writing children’s books, and part of the class means reading tons of books by the professor. These books, for me, don’t feel like they “count,” to my weekly reading goals, as they are short, middle grade, and take less than an hour to read. So I picked up something I consider to be junk food.
By some miracle, I read four books this month. It wasn’t all that hard, but I made time to read, made it happen, and occasionally, forced myself to read. I found that I like reading physical copies of books that are fiction, and listening to self-help, and when I deviate from that, I end up frustrated. But anyway, here are some mini reviews of what I read this month:
The books that change you, that stick with you and cling hard to your ribs bury themselves deep inside, manifesting lessons and bringing forth a burst of understanding you wouldn’t otherwise understand. These are the books that are under my skin, for good, forever. These are not just my favorite books. My favorites can include romantic beach reads, weird meditations on public policy, and comic collections, but what is different about these books are the lessons that stick with me, the memories attached, and the way these books affect my perception of the world and my outlook on life.
Vacations, time on the road and general summertime shenanigans can make reading really hard. I would like this month to be filled with reading, and I am hoping my resolution to read 30 minutes a day helps me get back on track.
I’ve talked a lot about project memoir. A sub-genre of memoir where a person tackles a set of tasks set out by themselves at a time in their life and uses the task they are attempting to accomplish as a way to juxtapose a struggle or set of struggles in their lives. The book produced is often witty and filled with either a furthered genuine understanding of the human spirit, or a cynicism about the particular task they are undertaking.
I found myself over the last several days on so many planes. I flew to and from California, and because I flew Delta, I had access to a wide array of movies. However, I wanted to get a little reading done, and, remembering my resolutions, knew that the long hours would be a good time to make it happen.
Dear Reader, I should add to my New Years Resolutions a plan to keep up with my GoodReads account. Because this year, I read quite a few books, and I should probably organize them…somehow. I read 34 books this year, which is WAY UP from the 7 I read in 2015, and that’s something to be proud of. I don’t have dates for when I read these books, but I started reading this year around April, and read pretty consistently after that. So let’s get into it: