Another year is dawning and another goal for reading has arisen. This year, I’m going to give myself a little break and only shoot for 30. Why 30? Well, 52 was difficult enough when there was little going on but the house still has many projects it wants done before I rest, so completing the basement, finishing painting, finishing hanging all pictures, etc. are going to take some pride of place over reading. Also, crocheting is coming back on the scene and I’d like to finish a blanket for us before the end of 2017. Not even to mention all the travel ahead! Oy!
So, apparently, 2017 is extremely busy and it hasn’t even begun, but here’s part of my goal:
I ordered Hamilton ages ago but for preoccupied with all things house and holidays, so it has sat unattended. As has anything I couldn’t enjoy by the light of my iPad at 0130.
I believe 2017 will be a year for reading. It will be a year to dig deep and seek wisdom in those who may have known better than we do now. Or at least to learn from mistakes made in the past. A time to read about true evil, in order to survive what is happening now in the world. A time to read about peace, in order to emulate it.
I have other books on the list. Some are more superfluous than these. Brain candy instead of brain food. In any given year, especially when I’m re-reading A Problem From Hell, which I cannot recommend to any person enough!, I need something with less weight. I need something as silly as romantic novels, in which I always know the girl will get the hunky guy, to counter-balance the heaviness of the history of genocide in this world as we knew it in 2002. Sadly, we see it again… despite every cry of, “Never again.”
So, I will dive in. There is less than a week left in 2016. I may jump into a book now and even if I finish it in the next few days, count it against next year. I just don’t want to wait. Time is too precious not to take in the joy of words whenever possible.