I read the most books ever this year; sixty four books. Granted, half of them were paranormal romances but still… it was a lot of books.
I wasn’t trying to break my record but it’s cool that I did. Who knows what will happen this year but I am definitely taking a break from the paranormal for a while. All the stories were starting to sound the same. Apparently there are only so many ways vampires and werewolves can fall in love with mortals, have lots of sex and kill bad guys… who knew?
I have read a significant sampling of the genre and managed to write half a novel (35,000 words!). I decided that hobby is just going to have to wait until Grace is in college because there is just not enough time for one more thing added these days it seems. Maybe my golden years career will be writing. Maybe not.
I boxed up my paranormal surplus and sent them to my Aunt to read. I’m sure I’ll be in the mood for them again sometime but for now, I am satiated. Of course I’ll have to read the next JR Ward, Black Dagger Brotherhood installment and Charlaine Harris’ Sookie Stackhouse books. I’m not totally off my rocker.
I am still reading the last two books on the list above; The End of Overeating by David Kessler, MD about the food industry’s conspiracy to make us crave and eat more and more crap and The Not So Big Life which is my anti new years resolution solution for this year.
My plan now is to clear my book shelves of some of the stragglers that have been gathering dust due to my paranormal obsession and plunge ahead into another year of reading insanity one page at a time.