I was going to do an audit of the stuff I’ve read so far this year, because I want to see how I’m doing on my summer reading goals and all, but right now, I think what would be more productive in my reading life is to get ahold of my insane to-read list, which comprises a bunch of titles I want to read, plus books I have piled up at home and piled up virtually on my Kindle. I have been having feelings of guilt lately for my good fortune when it comes to getting free books at conferences and having access to tons of libraries and making enough money that I can buy books when I want to.
Every once in awhile I get really good at realizing my limits and accepting my interests, and I go on a blitz on Goodreads, deleting a million titles from my to-read list. Often I can get rid of like 30 titles doing this, which seems like a huge weight off my shoulders, but the number of TBRs still hangs around 600 no matter what I do. There are just too many interesting-sounding books out there.
And yet I read less than I used to. In grad school I had an “excuse” to read: it was homework and professional development. Now it’s professional development, but I’m also a professional, so I have less free time and less energy. I’ve also had to take more time doing things that are Good For Me, like exercising regularly, eating meals that consist of more than just potato chips and goat cheese (oh, that’s what I want for dinner now, damnit), and cleaning my bathroom, so there goes time. Continue reading