It's now about two hours until midnight and 2009. Looking through last year's journal, I see that I only read 65 books. For many years now, I've been keeping a list of books read each year. One year it was over 100. Usually it's around 80 or so. I think this year's decline is due to two things: 1. I began this blog and spend less time reading books and more time on my own blog and reading others; and 2. I've been reading thicker books and more non-fiction.
Here are a few photos of some of my books. These are just a few places I keep books. My collection of 600+ fiction is out in my art studio. I ran out of room in the main house for them all.
The next two hours will be spent reading last year's journal, drinking hot chocolate, taking a long, hot bath while finishing Miss Buncle's Book, and watching the ball drop in Times Square.
And Laurel, I'm NOT a flake. I'm exactly where I want to be doing exactly what I want to be doing. So there!