A Year in Reading: Sarah Thankam Mathews
In the waning hours of 2019, I, forever a Type B person attempting Type A person drag, resolved to read a book a week in 2020. Made a spreadsheet, an honest-to-god Spreadsheet, to track my progress. This was a dumbass move and I do not recommend it. Books have been a lifelong source of pleasure and travel; to sully that with quantifiers in order to feel closer to well-read–whatever that is–was less than advisable any year. In 2020, it was a malpractice.
The spreadsheet was abandoned by mid-February, and by March I was reading lockdown news out of Italy and Hubei province and building a small stockpile of non-perishables in the cabinet above my fridge. By May, sparked something in my decaying brain.
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