“383 books in one year?!” people suck in their breath. “How’d you do it?”
Well. I gotta be honest. It was me.
I mean, ‘cmon. Who do you think took Mom on all those walks to the library to grab the latest truckloadsof unread titles? Who do you think nosed through Mom’s book bag(s) until I settled on something worthy and trotted it out? Who do you think sat in her lap while she turned pages? And pages. And pages.
You know how modest I am. But, hey. As they say, If you’ve got it, flaunt it. And I definitely Have. It.
Oh, sure. Mom says being a fast reader – somewhere between warp speed and 100 mph with your hair on fire – helps. Ditto audio books. Creative juggling. Prioritizing. Self-discipline.
Also reading and eating. Reading (audio) and driving. Reading and washing dishes, folding laundry, cleaning out the basement, mopping the floor, cooking (audio). Reading and walking (audio). Reading in the check out line. At red lights. In the doctor’s and dentist’s waiting room. Setting aside one day a week to read. Logging off the computer. Turning off the phone. Letting voice mail handle it.
Being a voracious reader and lifelong-bibliophile who’d rather get lost in a good book than eat doesn’t hurt, either.
But. If you really, really want to read 383 books in one year like Mom, here’s the key: Ya gotta have the want to.
It all comes down to commitment. Desire. Drive. Aka: the “want to.”
But we all know the real score here. Mom got all those books read because of me. After all, I’m a World Champion Want-To-er. I’m happiest when I’m with my peeps. Reading. Driving. Walking. At red lights. Waiting. Supervising (“Quiet! Mom’s reading!”). In Mom’s lap while she turns pages.
See? Told you it was me.
I love this job. Wait. Do I smell bacon?
What’s your “gotta have the want to” for 2019?