I read 50 books this year. The longest was Vision of the Future by Timothy Zahn (520 pages). I read 44 fiction and 6 nonfiction. Only 11 were books I had read before.
I can’t explain why I stopped caring about reading in the middle of this year. I had nothing to be depressed about; I finally got everything I ever wanted–my apartment, my bookshelves, my books out of boxes. I just felt overwhelmingly tired this year and the act of reading consistently sounded more exhausting than anything else.
I do recognize that the challenge absolutely destroyed my interest in reading. I won’t vow to write reviews anymore, because I realized that committing myself to review everything I read just causes me to stop reading because I hate writing reviews that much. And I’m going to take a break from arbitrary reading for awhile, because my desire to pick up new books has been cramped by the fact that 90% of everything I read for these challenges, I hate. I’m tired of reading books I end up hating. It makes reading a chore, something to get through as quickly as possible so I can do something interesting. No more.
In better news, Martin Cruz Smith has become my second still-living favorite author and I’m completely obsessed with Arkady Renko. So that’s nice.