|Shut up. I’m reading.|
This was my first full calendar year of blogging. (Yay!)
This was also the very first time I kept track of the books I read for an entire year. (Can I tell you how much I wish I had been doing so for my entire life? A lot.)
My 2013 was jam-packed with over 200 books. (207, to be exact) I always knew I read a lot. I didn’t know that I read that much. I knew I could cram some pages. I had no idea I would cram over 63,000 of them into my brain.
2013 was supposed to be the year of NO challenges. I caved and signed up for one in the very beginning of the year. It was a giant flaming fail. I’m learning about my limitations as a reader/blogger. Pressure isn’t my friend. If I sign up for anything in 2014 it’s going to be for something that I know I’ll already be accomplishing. (Does that smack of writing something on a to-do list after you’ve done it just so you can cross it off? So be it!) Also, I’m going to work on my own shelves and stay away from Netgalley for a while.