Reading 2022

The joy of reading escaped me this year. Gone was the delight and excitement which had started my reading year to be replaced by disappointment and at times, sheer frustration. And I know why. I fell into the trap of reading books suggested by others, who were well-meaning in their intentions, but which sadly, didn't hit the mark. I allowed their recommendations to jump the queue of my own
'To-be-Read" pile. I also experienced the overwhelming disappointment of a long-awaited title being so disjointed, coupled with a failing plot line, that I wished I hadn't bought it. I'll go one step further with that particular book confession - I gave my hardback copy to my local library! I won't name - that's not my style. 


Reflecting on my 2022 reading, I've missed out on so much. There was only one book which gave me a book 'hangover' on finishing: The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo by Taylor Jenkins Reid - on completion I simply wanted to reread from page 1. I read less Classics, than I wished to. Joined in less with my book club discussions. I hardly touched my beloved Agatha Christie collection!!!

There were a smattering of positives; I read more poetry, I reread several children's books to compensate for my choices and I finished a fabulous biography about Mary Shelley.

I rely on the Goodreads app to log my reading books and note other titles which I'm interested in. A lovely feature is the end year summary which provides quirky details about your reading habit. 

So, here's to a fresh year of reading. I'm hoping the plot lines excite my imagination, the dialogue jumps off the pages and my sleep pattern is disrupted by 'just one more chapter'. 

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