So far, so good. I'm nearly through week 1 and I've only read things that have been mouldering on my to-be-read shelf. There's a richness nearly beyond compare stacked up on that 7-foot wooden structure.
There are hundreds of choices, but of course this contrary bookworm wants what she doesn't have and can't read until after April 1 if the TBR Double Dare is to be successfully completed.
Friday found me poking through a box of book giveaways at the office. I came home with:
Dust To Dust - Timothy Findlay. Canadian author!
Salads (recipe book). Maybe this book will turn my eating habits around forever. Nah.
The Black Monk - Anton Chekov. I can never resist those cute little palm-sized Penguin 60s.
Siddhartha - Herman Hesse. I tried to read Hesse in high school because he was so "meaningful", but quickly lost interest. I'll go back and see if my lost interest was justified or just the mark of an immature reader.
A day before that, my friend Teri gifted me a Kindle copy of The Gathering by Anne Enright. I heard that this Man Booker winner is grim and depressing -- everything I love in a novel.
Last night, I went wild on Amazon, in search of Taylor Caldwell books. I ordered two: Wicked Angel (1965) and Captains and the Kings (1972). I also wanted a nice hardcover first edition copy of A Prologue to Love, but the bookseller wouldn't deliver to South Korea.
"All of this is off limits till April 2."
Repeat as necessary.
I've got pieces of April...it's a morning in January.