48 Hours Sum-up
-In that time I only read 6 book-equivalents*, which is one less than my personal best, and about a tenth of what the highest number read for the challenge (if collected) will be. Painfully slow.**
-Only wrote about 4 of the 6 books, but will be getting to the others soon, though the last, Kelly Link's Pretty Monsters, is an anthology of which I'd read many stories already, so won't have much to say on that one.
- Made my donation to Books for Africa, in an amount that will apparently buy 100 classroom books. Kind of staggering.
- The Challenge itself was obviously a huge success, with well over 100 participants - isn't that a wonderful thought? 116 people all gathered to a common reading cause by one smart-arsed - uh, by the wonderful MotherReader!
It was so big and successful that I ended up feeling at times a bit like the shy girl in the corner, who only knew a few people and was scared of all the groups of good buddies.*** So...
My own follow-up challenge includes a commitment to visit and comment on 2 participant blogs on which I don't normally comment every day this week. Less squidgy-personally, I'm going to get through my backlog of un-talked-about read books by doing one post a day, minimum, for the rest of the week. (Lack of family crises allowing, of course****.)
* I didn't finish the last story in Pretty Monsters, but got another hour's worth of listening to The Order of Odd-Fish audiobook, which would have been plenty of time to have read the story.
** I think I need to do a bit of serious thinking about my reading again - some of it is simply middle-aged-ness (and I'm due glasses for reading with contacts in, no doubt), but I might get out Tony Buzan's book and do some work on it - I really noticed how horribly wandery my path on the reading page got when I was tired and the light wasn't good.
*** Yes, I AM 50. And?
**** Yes, superstitious jinx-aversion IS silly, but the first year's challenge went horribly wrong due to my mother's coming down with a particularly virulent stomach bug which I caught after taking care of her. The kind of memory that stays with you...