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Twelve books later

How many books are you guilty of reading at one time?

Every year, I set a new reading challenge for myself. I figured I would set a low goal in hopes that I’d exceed it by a long shot.

For 2018, I set myself a lofty goal of … one book.

Four months and twelve books into the year, I’m juggling a number of reads I’ve lost count.

A worn copy of On Writing by Stephen King picked up from the local book exchange. The latest edition of Müller-Brockmann’s Grid Systems in Graphic Design. An e-book of Seventy-nine Short Essays on Design by Michael Bierut for reading on the go. A hardcover of True North: Discover Your Authentic Leadership lent by a close friend.

To be honest, the latter intimidated me too much to keep reading past Chapter Two. Grid Systems I lugged around my home from my bedside table to my desk and back, reading a page or two a day.

“Books are a uniquely portable magic.” — Stephen King

I’m training myself to enjoy reading again. To savour every page I read, and to take down passages I want to reread over and over. And to read whatever I feel like reading.

Most of the time it’s non-fiction. Sometimes it’s a sci-fi novella.

Off the top of my head, I think I started on … three, four other books as well?Of course, I’d get a lot more reading done if I wasn’t leaping from book to book. But where’s the fun in that?