I have a love/hate relationship with books. I want to be a reader. I enjoy reading. It just falls to the wayside, and takes me forever to finish a book. Sometimes it takes me so long to finish a book that I have forgotten the beginning by the time I get to the end. Sometimes I put one down for ages, pick it back up, and really want to read it but have forgotten the whole story thus far, or possibly even lost my place. I am the type of person that needs a deliberate system. So, I started writing a journal about each book that I read.

I’ll admit, it could be that I was just looking for an excuse to write more. But hey, whatever motivation I can grasp onto to make my brain actually want to do a thing, I’ll run with.

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