Another week into the month, and I am honestly wondering if maybe I lowballed my goal for the year. Right now, I’m sitting at 16% of my goal completed, and today ends week seven of the year. So far, I’m two books ahead of schedule. Not too shabby. I guess it’s the benefit of not having a vehicle of my own at present and having kids that just have to go to appointments, visitation, and whatnot.
Part of what has me devouring books as of late is my penchant for all things old and royal in English history. From reading Philippa Gregory, and then moving on to Sharon Kay Pennman, I’ve started really getting into the things before the War of the Roses. I just read a six book series by Juliet Dymoke chronicling some of the plotting, warring, and shenanigans of the Plantagenets, starting with William Marshall and his service to the first five Plantagenet kings in A Pride of Kings and ending with The Sun in Splendour, which ends with the death of Richard III on Bosworth Field.
Now, I’m into a trilogy by the same author covering from just before the Conquest to Henry II. I finished the first book in that series Friday as Ryli and Landry slept on the train on the way home from their check ups. As soon as I finished Of The Ring of Earls I downloaded Henry of the High Rock. As of right now, I’m 24% done with it, according to my Kindle.
My list of things to read is growing by the day, and I’ve still got a few books in various stages of being read. I’m thinking that this may come to be to see how much I underestimated how much I love to read. In all honesty, I haven’t been on this big of a book reading bender since I watched Poldark on Materpiece in 2015 and proceeded to mow through all 12 books in that series.
All that being said, I honestly hope to have at least ten books knocked off by month’s end. We shall see.