I am perhaps not off to the best start. On Thursday I lost my book. This was a startling situation to me because I am in the habit of carrying a book with me at all times. My journal (Planner, Buju, diary). To be fair I temporarily misplace it nearly as often as I need to pee in any given day but usually I find it in short order. I, naturally, had my book with my journal, and then it was gone!
The only explanation I had was that the universe wanted me to decide what else I was going to read. Fail to plan is planning to fail after all. And no, my other class text was not going to fly—this to my chagrin has apparently not arrived from the publisher yet—and this is about expanding my reading beyond that which is necessary.
So I deliberately set about deciding what should be in my stack. I thought about my goals for this year and over the next few months in particular and I focused on three areas that produced 10 books totally 2,133 pages. I don’t expect to live that long to get to the 2133 challenge so why not just go with this one.
All of the books I chose come directly from my own book shelves and I haven’t finished (and in some cases started) any of them before. As an accountability tool I made a page in my journal to track my progress as I complete each one. Kind of a reverse books read list.
My three focus areas are American Humanities which is what I am teaching this semester, parenting- because being a mama is worth reading about, and finally my career and education aspirations.
There was something really rewarding about putting these books together and something wonderfully aesthetically pleasing about seeing them all stacked up. It makes me want to read. Now where is that book?
Addendum. As soon as I finished writing this post I found my book, exactly where I expected it to be, and had looked already two times! The universe has me under its command.