This is the easiest post to write. I read a grand total of two books this month. TWO! Wait, that’s a lie. I didn’t finish one of them. One book! Amazing.

I was spending all of my free time (which amounts pretty much to mornings on BART and lunch times) to writing a National Novel Writing Month novel. I haven’t even finished it yet (as of January) and I was 4,000 short of the 50,000 at the end of the month so I can’t even count myself a NaNo winner this year (well, last year). It was all very sad, people.

I mean, I guess I made a solid start. And I have reached 50K now. Am at about 60K, I’d guess. Who knows really though as there’s still 60 hand-written pages to transcribe and I can’t even read my own hand writing. Nor do I have the time or energy to type it up. I may need that dictation software. You know who’s birthday is coming up? Oh, it’s mine.

Books Read: 1
Books Re-read: 0
Books Unfinished: 1
Books Borrowed: 3 (including Telegraph Avenue by Michael Chabon and Bared to You by Sylvia Day, both of which I waited months for and then didn’t have time to read and had to return to the library. Blergh.)
Books Bought: 0
Books Given: 0

Favorite Book: Carbonel: King of the Cats by Barbara Sleigh. I wanted to read more cat books after all the Esther Averill’s last month and this was by the same publisher and came up in search results. It was good. More about human (kid) interactions with a special cat (talks, knows magic) than cat on cat business like Jenny and the Cat Club. Still a good book for kids (and me).

Leas Favorite: The Casual Vacancy by J.K. Rowling. Fuck, woman. Who knew you could do boring minutia so well? I couldn’t stand it.