I set myself the goal of just 12 books this year. I had 15 to choose from. I ended up completing 7. I’m disappointed in myself for the most part, but you know my life was just a little crazy this year (I totally blame having a kid for throwing me off my game). I also changed jobs, but that was a little less dramatic.
Here are the “classic” books I read this year and the reviews I wrote on them:
- Frankenstein
- The Bell Jar
- My Sister’s Keeper
- The Phantom Tollbooth
- The Great Gatsby
- Wuthering Heights
- Anna Karenina
I am glad I read these books. Most of them I enjoyed more than I expected. Great Gatsby was probably the exception to this rule. Wuthering Heights has stuck in my mind more than I expected. Anna was as painful as I expected (Russian novels have a reputation).
It’s not like I didn’t read other books, I re-read quite a few and I listened to several audiobooks when I wasn’t listening to classic lit on my commute.
I think this year I want to go back to a more “traditional” goal and track all my reading on Goodreads, re-reads and all.
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