In a previous post I set a goal for myself to finish fifty books in 2018 — very slightly less than one a week. Since I’m not one of those insanely fast readers, and I’d like actually to remember some of what I read, I realized setting a goal I probably wouldn’t be able to hit wasn’t the best idea. Because of that, I decided to revise that to twenty-four, or, one every two weeks. Twenty-four feels super achievable — I’m already at fifteen — but also just enough that I need to be consistently reading something.
I am also a big enough person to admit that I counted A Day in the Life of Marlon Bundo (which took maybe fifteen minutes) as one of the books I read.