Reading challenges
Aug. 14th, 2016 01:41 pmThis year, I set myself a reading challenge on Goodreads. It was the same as last year's: fifty books, which to me seemed a modest goal. Last year I was reading right up until 31st December (if I say I'm going to do something, I do it, even if it's massively inconvenient), and looking back, I read quite a few things out of a sense of duty, rather than a genuine desire to read them. I was anxious about the breadth of my reading, and basically didn't let myself give up on any books.
This year, it's mid-August and I've already finished the fifty books in the challenge. And the whole process has been a joy.
The difference is that I gave myself permission to just read what I wanted and not worry about the composition of my reading list. And while I've still read a couple of duds, as well as a bunch of books that were merely solid, rather than life-changing, I've enjoyed reading and been enthusiastic about it in a way that I hadn't been for ages. Sure, I did read some stuff I really enjoyed last year (Silver on the Road, Sorcerer to the Crown, and Black Wolves spring immediately to mind), but I often felt reluctant or unenthusiastic about the books I'd chosen, and frequently went for entire weeks without reading a single book.
The year is barely halfway over, and I've finished my reading challenge, but looking forward to the next five months — and the books they'll contain — with great anticipation. It strikes me as incredibly messed up that I was feeling actual anxiety about reading — an activity which had up until that point been one of my favourites — and I'm glad I've been able to restore the sense of joy and happiness which had been missing. After all, what is the point of reading for pleasure if you get no pleasure out of it?
(Speaking of Goodreads, I'm Dolorosa over there if you want to add me. I only use it to log the books I've read, but it's always nice to see what others are reading, so do feel free to add me if you want. If your username is really different to your Dreamwidth/LJ one, could you let me know who you are, though, so that I don't get confused.)
This year, it's mid-August and I've already finished the fifty books in the challenge. And the whole process has been a joy.
The difference is that I gave myself permission to just read what I wanted and not worry about the composition of my reading list. And while I've still read a couple of duds, as well as a bunch of books that were merely solid, rather than life-changing, I've enjoyed reading and been enthusiastic about it in a way that I hadn't been for ages. Sure, I did read some stuff I really enjoyed last year (Silver on the Road, Sorcerer to the Crown, and Black Wolves spring immediately to mind), but I often felt reluctant or unenthusiastic about the books I'd chosen, and frequently went for entire weeks without reading a single book.
The year is barely halfway over, and I've finished my reading challenge, but looking forward to the next five months — and the books they'll contain — with great anticipation. It strikes me as incredibly messed up that I was feeling actual anxiety about reading — an activity which had up until that point been one of my favourites — and I'm glad I've been able to restore the sense of joy and happiness which had been missing. After all, what is the point of reading for pleasure if you get no pleasure out of it?
(Speaking of Goodreads, I'm Dolorosa over there if you want to add me. I only use it to log the books I've read, but it's always nice to see what others are reading, so do feel free to add me if you want. If your username is really different to your Dreamwidth/LJ one, could you let me know who you are, though, so that I don't get confused.)
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Date: 2016-08-16 01:49 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2016-08-14 01:22 pm (UTC)Added you on Goodreads, my username ought to be close enough to give away who's adding you. :)
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Date: 2016-08-14 02:52 pm (UTC)I've added you back on Goodreads.
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Date: 2016-08-14 02:45 pm (UTC)I often feel that way about writing. I feel guilty when I don't reach goals I set myself or if I don't finish a story when I said I would. I have to remind myself that I'm the one putting pressure on myself and that it's okay if I take more time to finish a project, or even if I never do finish it.
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Date: 2016-08-14 02:53 pm (UTC)Setting goals is only fun if the goals are achievable, particularly if they're related to hobbies, rather than paid or volunteer work and no one else is depending on you achieving those goals.
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Date: 2016-08-14 08:47 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-08-15 12:37 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-08-14 10:27 pm (UTC)Also: added. I use (almost) the same nick over there.
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Date: 2016-08-15 12:40 pm (UTC)