I don't know what's wrong with me. It's FALL READING SEASON. I mean, isn't fall reading season a thing? Is there anything better than a cold day and a hot beverage and a warm blanket and a farting dog? WHY HAVE I NOT TAKEN ADVANTAGE?
I only read SEVEN books. And only 2 novels.
What the what?
7. How to Meditate by Pema Choödrön: I DON'T UNDERSTAND. Break free of the discursive mind? What is there without discourse? I have been picturing the thoughts I have while meditating as balloons and watching them go but even that is discourse.
6. My Life and Hard Times by James Thurber: Come for "The Night the Bed Fell;" stay to admire the fact that all of this shit is still funny.
5. The Grown-Up's Guide to Teen Age Humans by Josh Shipp: Probably should read this before your kids are teens. I liked it.
4. Daily Kindness by National Geographic: The kids and I are making this a part of our everyday, and we really like it.
3. Hallelujah Anyway by Anne Lamott: Oh I just love her so much. This book is a balm.
2. Once in a Blue Moon Lodge by Lorna Landvik: I love her, and I loved the characters in this book when they were in Patty Jane's House of Curl, but I didn't love this book, really. Although it did make me cry, and it was like hanging out with friends. So.
1. Hello Sunshine by Laura Dave: Easy, breezy, funny and sweet. A great send up of social media fame and lifestyle celebrity.
According to Goodreads, I am at 113 of my goal of 120 books. 2 months left to blow it out of the water. Wish me luck!