I noticed something about others’ New Year Resolutions.
Rather, I noticed a lack of resolutions in that most of my acquaintances declared they weren’t making resolutions, but taking things day by day and doing what made them happy.
I would argue that this is a kind of resolution, but I digress.
With that in mind, I took a second look at my TBR.
284 books is quite a large number, and most of them ended up there because of some magazine’s Top Reads / Best Books / All [X] Should Read [Y] list.
Why should I waste my time reading things someone else says I should read?
Didn’t I already do that for 17+ years?
I think it’s time to read the books I want to read, and not base it on some arbitrary list.
The Book Culling (pt 1B)
I’m not going to list the books eliminated in this round.
I started with 284 books.
I ended with 188 books.
188 may still be high, and I may never finish the list – especially since I’m certain to continue adding to it – but they’re the books I want to read*.
*Subject to change without notice.
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Real freedom and joy is just not bothering with the reading others insist you must read. (It’s polite to just smile and nod at those people, though. HA HA)
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