Towards the end of 2013, I rededicated myself to reading for fun. As a kid, I devoured books. We would go to the library bi-weekly and check-out stacks of books. I killed those Book-It Challenges (even though my mother rarely let us actually redeem those personal pizzas) In one summer alone, I read over 10,000 pages.
In high school, I had a lot more reading to do for school and stopped reading as much for fun. Same for college – especially as a liberal arts student. Each year, I read fewer books just for fun. After college, I wasn’t exactly swimming in free time as a full-time teacher and Master’s student. I read between 5-15 books per year – a far cry from my childhood records. I missed it, wistfully roaming the aisles of bookstores.
I’m not sure what course of events reignited my passion for reading, but I recommitted to it, and my reading has happily and steadily increased over the past few years:
Top 5 books of 2015 (out of 31):
- All the Light We Cannot See by Anthony Doerr
- The Goldfinch by Donna Tartt
- Between the World and Me by Ta-Nehisi Coates
- Modern Romance by Aziz Ansari
- The Empathy Exams by Leslie Jamison
Top 5 books of 2014 (out of 25):
- Americanah by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie
- Zero to One by Peter Thiel
- Dataclysm by Christian Rudder
- The Hard Thing About Hard Things by Ben Horowitz
- The Signature of All Things by Elizabeth Gilbert