So, there was a TBR Readathon over the weekend (hosted by Unputdownables) and I did my best. W hat was I thinking, signing up for a Readathon the same weekend as my book groups, the Superbowl, and the Latin competition??? Seriously. After my good start on Saturday with about 250 pages read, I kept falling asleep reading on Sunday. But perhaps it was my reading material. I did eventually make some progress, but it seemed like the whole day was bits and pieces of this and that. Here's my final results for the weekend:
- Farewell Leicester Square by Betty Miller -- read about 2/3, approximately 230 pages
- A Raisin in the Sun by Lorraine Hansberry -- completed, about 150 pages
- Villette by Charlotte Bronte-- 49 pages (still more than 500 to go!)
- The Virago Book of Ghost Stories -- completed, read about 100 pages over the weekend
I guess it's not a bad total for a weekend, but nowhere near what I was hoping and not nearly as much as last spring -- I did finish two novellas and an enormous graphic novel, but I guess I can't compare that. Next Readathon I want to book a hotel room and read all weekend. And order room service! (Well, I can dream, can't I?)
And as for my TBR Dare Challenge -- I've completed 16 books so far this year, of which three were rereads. Of those, seven were books from my TBR shelves, which isn't bad. It's approximately 50% of my reads which is what I was hoping for. Last year I completed about 130 books, and only 28 were unread books from my own shelves -- approximately 22% owned books versus library books read! I'd love to read ONLY from my shelves this year, but I just know it won't happen. Between book groups and volunteering at the library, I am constantly assaulted by the temptation of books.
Regarding the book-buying ban, I've been pretty strong. I've been to bookstores several times since January 1 and not purchased anything for myself (presents for others do not count. And I am NOT buying books for myself and pretending they're presents, I swear.) My one digression so far was at the library's book sale last week -- I found a tiny little Trollope that I just could not resist! It is a 1950 edition of Sir Harry Hotspur of Humblethwaite, in a cute little pocket size, from Oxford University Press. It was only $1 and I felt the need to make an exception for Trollope -- seriously, could you blame me?
And how did everyone else do over the weekend? Lots of books crossed off the TBR list? And is anyone else trying a book-buying ban, and have you been successful so far?