This year I set a goal for myself to read 25 books. Last year, I read a total of twelve, but 10 of those were in the last 6 months of the year so I decided to base my goal off of those six months and increase my number by a few for 2015.
So far, I haven’t been doing as well as I’d hoped. I try to read every day but with working two jobs and taking classes I’ve been exhausted and have had a hard time fitting in the time to read anything.
At a goal of 25 books for the year, that’s a little over two books per month. So far this year, I’ve only completed three books and it’s been about two months already.
In January I read Stardust and Neverwhere, both by author Neil Gaiman, and in February I spent some time trying to read some different genres and authors but couldn’t find any books that I wanted to stick with.
I started a couple of books and read them for a few pages before deciding I wasn’t interested (you can download samples of ebooks onto your Nook to try them out for the first ten pages or so, and then purchase them if you like them).
There is one book that I even spent a couple of weeks reading but just could not bring myself to finish. This book was called A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius, written by Dave Eggers. I have heard great things about Dave Eggers as a writer and so I picked up this book because it sounded interesting.
I tried so hard to like this book but I just could not get into it. The story is truly heartbreaking and it should be a really enthralling read about a young man who ends up raising his little brother. But I just didn’t want to read it anymore. I may go back to it at sometime and try to complete it, because I hate leaving books unfinished, but I just needed to take a break and read something else.
I didn’t like the author’s style. It reminded me a little bit of reading The Catcher in the Rye. Now, I know there are a lot of Catcher in the Rye fans in the world but let me tell you, I HATED it. The main character was totally obnoxious and annoying and whiny. And sure, the main character doesn’t always need to be likable, especially in a memoir because at that point the main character is really just the author himself. But I just couldn’t get into it. I couldn’t get lost in the book like I can with a book I really enjoy, and that’s really important to me.
Ultimately, I decided to find something else to read. I went back to one of my favorite authors, Haruki Murakami (more on my love for Murakami’s writing to come in a later post), because I know I can always count on his books when I want a good read, and so my third book of the year so far was Kafka on the Shore.
Hopefully I can get back on track with my reading goal for this year. I’ve been home sick the past few days so I’ve gotten quite a bit of reading in. I also try to read on my lunch hour at work each day. Even if I don’t meet my goal, though, I’ve definitely been reading much more than I ever have and that’s something to be proud of for sure.