At the beginning of the year I gave myself a fairly ambitious-for-me reading goal, which was to try to read my height in books by the end of 2020.

I started off pretty okay in the first few months and it seemed like I would be able to at least get close to achieving that goal if I continued at that pace. But then something weird happened and around April, I found myself struggling to finish books.

I would pick up a book, read part way through, get distracted by something else, put the book aside and forget about it. Over and over again.

I’m pretty sure I started and did not finish at least 20 different books this year, not counting e-books.

Just to be clear, this had nothing to do with most of the books themselves. Yes, there were a few that I gave up on because I simply was not enjoying them, but most actually seemed pretty good as far as I can tell from what I did read. I wish I knew what happened next in those stories, but I have no clue because I didn’t finish. Maybe I’ll find out eventually.

I wish I knew why this was happening so I could find a way to fix it because I miss reading an entire book from beginning to end and falling in love with the story. I’ve managed to finish a couple books here and there, but I think overall I’ve only finished about 3 books since May and as someone who usually reads a lot, that’s terrible. I actually posted in May that I wasn’t going to be able to reach my reading goal because I just couldn’t seem to make time for reading, and I’m really sad that not much has changed since then.

So am I giving up on my reading challenge? Not exactly. I will still probably measure all the books I finish by the end of the year and compare it to my height because I still think that sounds fun, but I probably won’t bother tracking month-by-month for the rest of the year. (You may have noticed I haven’t really been posting those these last couple months anyways) I might start doing some form of monthly wrap up again if I actually start finishing any of the books I read, but I’m not putting any pressure on myself. I think overthinking it is maybe part of why I’m stuck in this weird place anyways so if I can recapture that feeling of reading just because I love it instead of reading to try to reach a goal, maybe that will be the secret.

I can hope.

On a more exciting note, I did receive Where the Forest Meets the Stars and Where Dreams Descend recently (and I just noticed how those titles sound like they might be part of a series, that was completely unintentional) and I’m really looking forward to reading both of those so please cross your fingers for me that I will actually finish them both, and leave me a comment below letting me know what you’re reading now!

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