Back at the beginning of 2008 when everyone and her sister was challenging themselves to read at least 50 books during the year, I decided to keep track, too. I knew I'd exceed that - I'm an insanely fast and compulsive reader - but thought it would be fun to keep track.
So: As of today, I've logged my 100th book. (That I'm willing to count, that is.) It's over there in the list, Eve's Bible: A Woman's Guide to the Old Testament by Sarah S. Forth. A very readable book and very helpful for demystifying a lot of the OT, especially for those of us without benefit of seminary.
The ACTUAL one hundredth book was Dave Barry's History of the Millenium (So Far) ("I am not making this up") which I actually scanned more than read.
Not that there's anything wrong with Dave Barry...or that I have to only read serious books. Otherwise half what's on that list wouldn't be there! I mostly checked it out because the cover photo made me giggle. And it still does. But that doesn't mean it makes it to my list, necessarily.
I got all these books, or almost all, from my local library. Have I told you lately how much I adore my library? I do! They are once again having their Summer Reading Club, for kids AND adults...one of my favorite childhood memories was the Summer Reading Club!
Browsing the New Books shelf at the library: I always wonder what it is that attracts me about a book jacket, title, design? I often pick up books and realize I've already read them (reading this fast, I don't remember so well, which makes good books eminently recyclable)...so those clearly have something that works for me. Then there are the books that have no "spine appeal" whatever. But what am I missing? Sometimes I want to just go live in the library....
Speaking of what am I missing...
I mentioned at dinner the other night to Ken and Brandon that I'd read 100 books. Brandon said, "Wow, I've probably never read 100 books in my LIFE." Which makes me sad...he was not a reader when I got him and despite my best efforts (reading to him, reading with him, taking him to library) he will never be one. But neither of his bio-parents are readers, either.
I told Bran I felt sad for him because I thought he had missed a lot He said, "Well, I feel sad for you because of what you missed while you were reading!" Touché, right? But I wouldn't trade Pokemon, skateboarding, 8 zillion hours of video games. That's why I'm me.