I have a confession to make:
Two days into the Twain challenge, I quit.
Why did I quit? That’s simple enough. It wasn’t that I wasn’t enjoying Tom Sawyer. I was. It was that it wasn’t what I wanted to read. I wanted to read from the giant stack of books on my desk. When I looked at the stack of antique Twain’s on my office floor, I almost felt panicky about all of the other stuff that I wasn’t readings.
So, eff it!