Last week was my birthday week, and I wish I could tell you I disappeared because we took an amazing vacation. Unfortunately, that’s not what happened. I ended up with Covid. Literally, I have made it through the entire pandemic only to catch Covid on the week of my 25th birthday. Yay.
So when I found out I had Covid I thought I’d have plenty of reading time. No. Not at all. Half of the time I didn’t even feel like holding a book. The other half of the time I was jumping from book to book trying to figure out what I wanted to read next.
I started out reading The Great Hunt. I made it fifty pages in and decided to put it down. I just wanted to read it at a better time. So then I decided to start The Fifth Season by N.K. Jemison, and I decided it was too much for my Covid fogged brain.
After I finished A History of Wild Places, I tried to pick up Jonathan Strange & Mr. Norell, but that one didn’t work either. But this week I’m getting back on track with my reading goals, so I’ve circled back around to The Great Hunt. So, let’s recap. I started four different books, and finished one, just to go back to the book I was reading to start with. If that doesn’t tell you how my January is going, I don’t know what will.