Maybe it’s just me, but January felt long. As someone on twitter put it so eloquently: “Each day in January 2017 felt like there entire year of 2016.” What a friggin’ trainwreck. I’d like to take a second to applaud all of you that are fighting- with your phone calls, donations, protests, buying and supporting books by marginalized authors, allyship. Keep at it, my friends. It feels like the world is truly going up in flames and it’s been so easy off-late to give in to despair and panic (I know I have, more than once). Don’t give up, step back when you need to rest and recharge so you can keep coming back out to the frontlines.
Okay, time for some data:
Print/digital books: 17
Graphic novels/Comics: 3
Total number of books/comics: 23
Total page count: 5653
Read My Own Damn Books: 15
Like I’d mentioned over on Litsy, while it seems like I maintained my average reading volume, I actually had a lot more free time to devote to reading, but was just unable to lose myself in a book. I participated in three readathons, and didn’t even make it through half my TBR for two of them. I feel extra crappy about that because these were both readathons that focused on diversity. Oh well. I guess rising fascism is as good an excuse as any.
Meanwhile, Black History Month has officially begun, and I’m fully entrenched in it, with The Fifth Season (dystopian SF), Narrative of Sojourner Truth (Serial Reader), Redefining Realness (audio), The Autobiography of Malcolm X (#SJBookClub), and Hidden Figures (nonfiction).
Reading my own post is making me feel like the ultimate Debbie downer, so look here at this puppy rocking on it’s back:
How have you fared in 2017 so far? What are you looking forward to reading in February?