at some point last january i decided that reading 52 books this year was a worthy goal. at some point in november i realized that i still had 20 books to read to meet that goal and less than two months to do it in. i wasn't scared. i am a bookworm. i devour books. last night i stayed up till 2:40a.m. reading this one. then i stayed in bed till 11:00a.m. this morning finishing the sequel. today i proudly stand at 49 books read this year. three more to go and three days to do it. i'm still not scared, but i may cheat a little.
this is another young adult novel recommended by the librarians at my high school. it is a beautiful little book (yes, i chose to read it last night because it was the smallest in the stack. don't judge ;). it's about love, family, music, and life. very enjoyable. the sequel was good too, although i had the urge to skim in several places. the angst was totally understandable, i just wasn't in the mood to read it today.
and now i'm off to see what the next skinniest book in the stack is . . .