One of the goals I set for myself for 2016 was to read 24 books this year. I figured two a month was infinitely doable even if I threw in some larger tomes.
According to my challenge progress bar on Goodreads, I’ve finished 16 of 24. That puts me about two months ahead of the game. But I won’t be slowing down.
My friend Dana loaned me a book yesterday when we had lunch. I binge read the whole thing last night.
Reading opens up new adventures and makes new possibilities come to mind — even if I’m reading something unrelated to a task I’m trying to tackle. I’ve read a fair amount of nonfiction this year but kept enough fiction in there to make things interesting.
The pure enjoyment of words on the page keeps me happy. I’m guessing it will also help keep me inspired to keep putting my own words on my own pages.