In January I made a vow to myself to read more books this year than I did the previous year. I’m almost done with book number 19. Last year I read twenty-seven. Granted, a lot of that reading was while I was on the subway in New York and it’s a bit more difficult to read while in transit now since I am the one doing the driving. (Just a bit, though.)
It doesn’t look like I’ll be able to do it, but I’m not taking this lying down (unless I’m reading, then I’ll probably be lying down. You know what I mean. Shut up).