I am going to fail my Goodreads 2015 Reading Challenge.
This upsets me.
Maybe I set the bar too high (75 books) but that’s only one more than I read last year. So maybe not.
Failure sucks. Especially when it seems ever more likely that said failure was one’s own fault.
On the other hand, maybe I’m winning.
Maybe I spent 2015 reading different sorts of books. Ones that I can get lost in for weeks at a time rather than rushing through more than a book a week. Or maybe 2015 was a more distracted year for reading. Or maybe I read Cassandra Clare too much in 2015.
Either way, I’m going to fail and I’m going to win.
But now I have to decide if I do the Reading Challenge in 2016 and risk failure, if I lower my total to a more manageable 52 books, or if I just read whatever the hell I want to read whenever the hell I want to read it.
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