Is it not?
Basically, in the style of Mary Pilon, I’m going to read 50 books this year. (Yes, I know it is February. And yes, I am counting the few I have read already. I need all of dem buggerz I can getz.)
I guess it’s a belated New Year’s Resolution. Albeit one that actually has a chance of success.
Let’s get down to business. (Ugh, I sound revolting.) So far, in order:
- Brideshead Revisited by Evelyn Waugh
- Bird by Sophie Cunningham
- A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius by Dave Eggers
- Franny and Zooey by J.D. Salinger
And currently, I am reading On the Road by Jack Kerouac.
By the way, I feel like an idiot mentioning the authors of some of these. Like, what? Kerouac wrote On the Road?! Unthinkable.