Ugh. Morning sickness. More like, all-day sickness. It’s been difficult finding the headspace to write these past couple weeks. Here’s hoping that the coming weeks bring more clarity for writing.
But for now, I’ve got a brief window of sanity to share, and I thought I’d do it by looking back at my New Year’s resolution from last year. This past year, I committed to reading a book a week, or 52 books, for the year. And I’m pleased to say that I’ve reached that goal, plus some. But it wasn’t an experience I ever hope to duplicate.
Here’s the problem with this kind of goal: It makes you read short books. As someone who loves to read Victorian novels that would work well as doorstops, this kind of challenge was a tough one for me. I can’t read the typical 800 page Victorian work in a week, and it made me gravitate towards ever shorter books to ensure I got the book counts I needed.
Also, I love to read fiction in full and nonfiction in part. So, I tend to pick up lots of reference books and nonfiction Christian helps books to read a couple of applicable chapters. But I rarely set out to read the whole thing. Usually, it involves me skipping all the parenting chapters (which of course, isn’t the issue anymore). But with this kind of goal, that sort of reading style goes unrecognized. I’ve read dozens of nonfiction books, just in part, either for my job or for my own personal amusement, and sadly, those don’t go toward the count. And in truth, I hesitated to read them at times because I realized they would take away reading time that I could give to my total count.
I’m glad that I did the resolution because it taught me a lot about my own reading habits. I didn’t realize how much I loved long fiction, a steady, savoring pace, and smaller glimpses into nonfiction works, until those things needed to be allocated or stolen away from the rest of my allotted reading time. Self awareness is invaluable. But I think I can achieve that by keeping a list of my reading for the year. I might even post it online again for you to see what I’ve been reading.
But as I’ve said, this won’t be a goal I’ll repeat. If I were to do another type of book goal, I think it would either have to focus on reading a certain type of book that I want to read or perhaps setting aside a particular amount of time each day for reading. Maybe it’s just that I don’t like limitations of any sort on my reading.
And as I’ve been reflecting on my past New Year’s resolutions, including last year’s and the year before, where I set out to memorize a book of the Bible, I’ve been considering what to do this year. And I’m feeling slightly less ambitious.
So I think that this year, I’m going to focus on growing a happy, healthy baby and not complain so much about the trials that pregnancy is bringing…which I’ve already done here. I’m still a work in progress.
Oh yes, and speaking of works in progress, one of my goals is to finish my novel. I’ve added another 10,000 words to the 50,000 I reached for NaNoWriMo, and I’d love to wrap it up, and edit it, sometime this year. I probably should get to that before the baby shows up.
I’d love to hear what everyone else is doing for their resolution this year, and how it’s working out for you so far.
I’m glad that this is one year where losing weight isn’t an option. Instead, I’m in the highly unusual position of trying to get the scale to move forward, not back. A new year indeed!