Friends, it has been A. DAY.
I mean, for real.
If there is any possible way that a Friday could feel like a Monday, today was IT.
This, in a week when yesterday included getting two crowns at the dentist.
On April 23.
When the crowns are among the highlight of your week, you know it is time for serious measures.
Hence, an executive decision.
My participation in the spring Dewey’s 24-Hour Readathon begins ….
RIGHT FREAKIN’ NOW.
(Hey, it’s the start of Readathon somewhere, isn’t it?)
In reality, all I’m going to do tonight is read the book I’m currently reading, and that doesn’t really a Readathon make. But it will make me feel better, and that’s all that matters.
I also have to work tomorrow morning, so I’m thinking the time will somehow even itself out.
Here are the books I’ve rounded up for this year’s Readathon.
Acorn, by Yoko Ono
Bird by Bird, by Anne Lamott (in progress)
We Are All Feminists, by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie
Tampa, by Alissa Nutting
Deep Lane, Poems by Mark Doty (in progress)
Happy are the Happy, by Yasmina Reza
Looking for the Gulf Motel, Poems by Richard Blanco
Letters to a Future Lover: Marginalia, Errata, Secrets, Inscriptions, and Other Ephemera Found in Libraries, by Ander Monson
My Sunshine Away, by M.O. Walsh (in progress)
Others not pictured: Everything I Never Told You, by Celeste Ng; My Mistake, by Daniel Menaker, and a pile of cookbooks.
A few Read-a-thons ago, Florinda had a great idea: use these 24 hours to finish books already started. I love that, so I’ve started incorporating some unfinished books into my Read-a-thons. I also like to use this time to make a dent in the books that I already own. This year is a combination of both of these as well as a few library books. (I really need to start restraining myself from checking a book or two out every single day. I wish I was exaggerating; I’m not. Such are the occupational hazards of my job.)
Of course, I’m not going to read all of these … but it will be fun trying.
Happy Read-a-thoning, everybody!