In my zealous quest to catalog all my books (please see post from yesterday) I have tallied up my reading stats from the past several years and give you some selected figures to dwell on (drumroll please):
33 books in 2007 -- I gave birth to my first child and didn't seem to have a lick of time to myself. 'Nuff said.
65 books in 2006 -- This is probably an inflated figure because so many of the titles were graphic novels. But they still count!
22 books in 2004 -- Lowest amount read during the thirteen years I have tallied the books I read. Surprising on the face of it, since I was newly divorced and all, but it is also the year I met Jeff, so there you go...
108 books read in 1998 -- Whew! I looked through my list and had to count again - 108 books in one year?? Wow, impressive. I was also unhappy in my marriage, on a major readers' advisory committee at work where we were selecting all the best books of the year, and lonely in a city where my then-husband and I knew practically no one.
I yearn for the days when I could read 100 books in a year...but wouldn't give up my present life on a bet!
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