|25 January 2003 ... By The Book|
Once upon a time there were only a few books in the world. This was back when the book was first invented. You could actually go around and read Every Book in the Whole World!
And then... you could say you were very well read, having read every single book on the planet. But you'd also be really bored, because there is nothing more to read!
I'm glad I'm not living in those days.
I keep a common place book where I list everything I read. Books, short stories and essays.
In 2001, I read 35 books. In 2002, I read 31 books. (side note: I don't include the short story digests in my count. I don't count essays, either.) And at the rate I'm currently reading, 2003 isn't going to be a stellar year, either.
Ever since Atlas Shrugged, I've been avoiding the serious books. Which is mildly distressing. I am reading. But the emphisis is light reading: kid's books and re-reading a few of my favorites.
Currently in the house being un-read and avoided:
I do need to buy some more books, that is for sure!
A one year anniversary.
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