Happy New Year, everyone! It’s 2015 and I am raring to go. I have had a lot of time off work over the holidays and I positively drank it all in (still am.) I sat by the fire until my back itched. I played games without thought of “what else I need to be doing.” I got second helpings and chewed long and slow. I cupped coffee in warm mugs and made toasts with champagne glasses full of sparkling grape juice. I read picture books and ebooks (finally downloaded the Kindle app to my phone.) I had late night conversations about all that I hope 2015 will hold and late morning conversations with our feet up in the dining chairs about things that make us laugh like seagulls. I watched many movies, most of them new to us but old to the world. Cleaned my room, bought a tube of truly red lipstick, baked, took walks in the chilled outdoors, played with a downy puppy (you need to meet her!) and slept. so. much.
Oh how my stomach lurches when I remember (100 times a day) that this time is going to come to an end on January 5th. The more I enjoy myself, the more I dread saying goodbye to this holiday. However, I have been very enthusiastic about 2015 and excited to jump into January. It’s just much more fun to talk about goals and plans while sitting by a fire at 11:00 in the morning, scone in hand, than to actually hoist yourself out of 2014’s last sweet slumber.
I have goals, plans and hopes for 2015, some of which I’ll be sharing here in the future, but one thing I am not doing this year is a reading list. In 2014 I had the Read My Bookcase Challenge in which I selected 15 books from my own bookcase which I had never read and tried to read them instead of buying new books, for one year. I think the challenge went fairly well, though I didn’t read all fifteen books. I went through times of reading a lot and reading a little, but I didn’t buy *many* new books. You can’t blame me for picking up a copy of this or that at garage sales!
I also did end up reading a few books which were not on my list, as necessity arose. In retrospect, I read:
1. Pain Redeemed by Natasha Metzler
3. The Hawk and the Dove (Book 1) by Penelope Wilcock
4. Call the Midwife by Jennifer Worth
5. Illustrating Children’s Books by Martin Salisbury
6. I Capture the Castle by Dodie Smith
7. The Blue Castle by L. M. Montgomery
8. A Million Little Ways by Emily P. Freeman
9. Kisses from Katie by Katie Davis
10. Ella Enchanted by Gail Carson Levine
and am still working on
#11 The Sword in the Stone by T. H. White.
I have mentioned before that I am not a fast reader. I think I could read faster if I tried, but I wasn’t raised reading books for the sake of checking them off the list, but for the sake of enjoyment and education. I read slowly and I take long breaks. That’s just the way I am, for now.
I absolutely adored several books that I read last year and especially loved getting back into novels. The trouble with novels is that I feel guilty for reading them, as if they aren’t as important as reading nonfiction or doing something like putting away laundry or making a grocery list. I know that isn’t true, but the suspicion that it is sometimes keeps me from reading when I want to.
The Read My Bookcase Challenge did in fact “work” because I mostly read what was already in my own room, on the shelf, and I read a bit more consistently, knocking a few titles off my list that had been there for a while. That’s why I wrote a reading list for 2015 and put the titles from last year’s list that didn’t get read on the top. But then, with all of my other plans to be studious and full of effort in 2015, I thought it best to go without a list this year. I still hope to read-more than ever, if possible-but I don’t think I want to go by a list. I want to see what strikes my fancy when my schedule allows my fancy to be struck, and not associate any pressure, no matter how small or self-induced it may be, with reading.
As far as reading outside of the RMBCC, I read:
1. A Shepherd Looks at Psalm 23 by W. Philip Keller
2. Be Still my Soul by Elisabeth Elliot (started a book study with my sisters for this one)
3. The Moffat Museum by Eleanor Estes (reading aloud to Jubilee)
Six books were left on the list, but I don’t feel bad about that at all. I added several books to my Very Favorites list, which is quite an accomplishment in this world wherein there is no end to the making of dumb books.
We’ll talk more about New Year plans later. Have a happy holiday!