I have a goal this year of reading 70 books. I read 65 last year so I want to do a little better than last year.
I know what you're thinking. How the fuck do you have time to read so many books?? What the hell is wrong with you reading that much??
I really love to read. And I'm a superfast reader.
Yesterday I signed up for Goodreads. If you aren't familiar with it, it's like a pinterest for bibliophiles. You get to indicate which books you've read, rate them, and Goodreads gives you recommendations based on what you've enjoyed. You can also see what your friends are reading and make recommendations to each other. So it's basically a reader's wet dream.
When I first started putting in the books I'd read, I forgot to add one that I read over New Year's weekend, so Goodreads kindly told me that I was behind in reaching my goal of reading 70 books this year.
Fuck. I hate being behind.
I'm not going to lie to you and tell you that it didn't bother me because IT TOTALLY DID. Yes, I was that annoying girl in school who sat in the front (not just because I'm a dork but also because I'm super short and hate not being able to see over peoples heads). I even had to email a fellow Goodreads friend to express my extreme displeasure at being "behind."
Almost like the Asian F for me.
Well, in looking at my bookshelves last night contemplating what I was going to read next (because clearly I had to get my ass in gear and read an extra book), I spotted the forgotten book that I had read over New Years weekend. I put the book into Goodreads this morning and look at what it says now:
Your 2012 Reading Challenge Goal
You have read 7 books toward your goal of 70 books.
7 of 70 (10%)
Great work, you're on track!
You see? Great work! I am validated.
Just for fun:
This may have been where it all began.