August Reading BLog

Suddenly I’m reading nothing except what’s assigned to school and so far that’s only been short articles (don’t worry, books coming soon!) so this is another short list. Eight months and only 74 books puts me just a little behind my high-goal of 10 books/month but still well on track for the low-goal of 100 books/year. And then there’s the mountain of books I just bought for school which all by itself will add up to over 100 for the year.

So what are your reading goals? Have you ever set a target or kept a grown-up reading log?

69. 8/6/18 In the Footsteps of the Prophet, Tariq Ramadan. To be honest, I found this a bit dull.

70. 8/7/18 Palace of Desire and

71. 8/11/18 Sugar Street, Naguib Mahfouz. These are parts 2 & 3 of a trilogy I started a while back and figured I’d better finish before school started. Also, I had to wait for #2 to be returned to the library or I would have read it sooner. There’s a reason this guy won a Nobel Prize for his writing. It’s nuanced and mature but still engaging and page-turning

72. 8/14/18 City of the Sun, Juliana Maio. I’m happy this was another library book and I didn’t pay anything to read it. Don’t bother. It’s the kind of dangerous “historical” fiction that plays fast and loose with facts.

73. 8/16/18 The President is Missing, Bill Clinton & James Patterson. I was given a copy of this and was on a bit of a fiction binge. Otherwise I’m ashamed to have to publicly admit to having read this.

74. 8/22/18 The Bookseller of Kabul, Asne Seirstad. I’ve got mixed feelings about this one.

I just realized I forgot to include books I read to Kid 2 for the last two months! This is terrible, how could I have left of something so important? Unfortunately I’ll need her help to remember just what we read because there’s easily 6 or 7 of them and I lose track to quickly of what we read when.

P.S. We might all benefit from reading more Nobel Prize winners and fewer trashy best sellers. (Looking in the mirror while I write that!)

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My ego wants to think I'm a writer but my heart knows I'm just another one of God's Kids who sometimes has words to say. 2 human kids and 3 feline kids call me Mom. Or Mooooooom. Or mewom, depending which you ask. I'm kinda-sorta busy being a student again; this time I signed myself up for a bizarre torture known as Graduate School. Theoretically in 4ish years I'll have earned some more nice letters to put with my name. Let's face it, I'm addicted to learning and probably need rehab to restore me to sanity and remove the obsession to read books. I don't remember what free time is but I think I like to spend it sleeping or playing in the mud on a river bank.
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