Last year was, well, a bust. I managed to read only 69 books even though I wasn’t working most of the time because of my pregnancy. You would think that with all that free time I’ll sit on my ass and get some more reading done. Yeah… no.
Last year I’ve made a similar post with a very long and compulsive list of books I felt I should read – all those I had at home gathering dust and calling to be read. Unfortunately life got the better of me and I got carried away with planning a wedding, honeymoon, trips and generally working so I got nowhere near where I wanted to be.
As writers we have to think of so many things to get our story to work – interesting characters and places, unexpected turns and twists, impeccable grammar and punctuation and so on, and so on. There are some geniuses out there that do this on instinct (and I hate them for it) but the rest of us have to pay close attention to every little aspect of our story.