Happy new year! I wanted to pop in here to review my 2018 year in books and talk about what I’ve been up to lately.
Here are my top 10 books I read in 2018:
My reading goal for 2019 is to read 30 books. Secretly, I want to read much more, but I am learning the power of secret goals. Secret goals are when you tell no one about what you plan to do until you’ve already done it. It’s a good way to confuse and amaze people, and best of all you avoid unsolicited advice.
IRL goals: I’d like stay off social media, except Goodreads and Litsy and this blog and I don’t know, LinkedIn, for at least 3 months. I’ll check in during March to see how I feel about continuing it all year long. I was inspired by John Green, but I didn’t want to promise a year. I’d also like to run another marathon. I plan to graduate with my master’s degree in library and information science and then we’ll see where the future takes me. I am only a little bit very anxious.
What I’ve been doing lately: I recently started volunteering with CRAFT literary, an online magazine, as a reader. Reading other people’s unpublished fiction has been so valuable for me. I’m realizing how important that first paragraph is, and how often people over-explain in their fiction. I’m realizing how often I do the same thing.
I am slowly working my way through a book called DIY MFA by Gabriella Pereira, which is inspiring me to create my own writing education, and I’ve also realized the importance of workshops. Currently, I’m enrolled in Fiction I online with Gotham Writers, which has been such a delight. I just finished a draft of a new story, the first one in a long while that feels complete. This spring, I will be giving Grubstreet‘s online classes another whirl with a novel intensive (because I have some secret goals). Having homework and deadlines has been helpful. I feel focused and evolving as a writer for the first time in a while.
But, also, I’ve been busy, and I hate being busy but I’m not sure how to do all the things I want to do without being busy. The other day I took a nap that transported me to heaven and then brought me back to life. Resting, too, has become another homework assignment.
Along with being less interested in reading this year, I lost my appetite for talking about books, but it’s coming back to me. Writing more has gotten me reading more and vice versa. It’s like a pendulum, swaying back and forth. Maybe this year I will update this blog regularly. (Only time will tell.)