I did that thing that I’m sure many teenagers do. That thing where they stop reading for a bit.
To be fair, I never stopped reading completely. High school brought me The Great Gatsby, The Catcher in the Rye, and the John Green books. I just stopped reading like how I had at age 10, where I would tune everything out, even my mother. I stopped going to the library as often (partially because I didn’t read as much, but mostly because I owed them around $19 in late book fines).
But this blog is where everything changes, maybe!
In between my high school career and now, I attended a state university, got my degree in English literature, and moved back to my little home city. I’ve been working at a small nonprofit while I figure out what to do with my life. And now that I don’t have homework and extracurriculars to monopolize my time, I’ve started to read more.
For the second year in a row, I have set a reading goal for myself. I managed to read 25 books in 2014 and I have set my sights even higher for this year. I plan to read 35 books in 2015. At the end of April, I am at a comfortable 11, which Goodreads reassures me is one book ahead of schedule.
Though I’m sure the tone and content will shift over time, I would like to post reviews and lists on this blog and I will try to write exclusively about books.