The rate of reading really seems to have slowed this year. Part of the blame has to be on doing more cycling as part of the commute but to compensate I had been reading more in the evenings. Maybe tiredness has kicked in.
But the other theory is that I have made a few duff choices this year so far and they have slowed me down because they are enjoyable. Without wanting to get into the debate about whether or not it is right to walk away from a book unfinished let’s just say I’m moving to a point of view that life is too short and the proof is in the number of books I’m reading.
With so many on the to be read pile I suspect that some hard choices are going to have to be made soon.