Fall Reading List

Hello, ladies and gents!  As I mentioned yesterday, I made my fall reading list the other day.  It was a very scientific process of listing all of the books in my TBR pile in pretty pens, making a progress bar, and then decorating.  Scientific.  Still, I thought that I would share it with you.  Also, if I manage to finish this giant list by December 21, I’ll buy myself a subscription to Book of the Month Club or Audible.

Fall Reading List 2018

  1. Jay’s Journal
  2. The Perks of Being a Wallflower
  3. The Little Book of Hygge
  4. Unwasted
  5. How Soccer Explains the World
  6. Turtles All the Way Down
  7. 10% Happier
  8. The Reef
  9. Firestarter
  10. Blood and Chocolate
  11. The Bell Jar
  12. Nature Fix
  13. Purity
  14. The 12 Week Year
  15. Oh Crap!  Potty Training
  16. The Resurrection of Joan Ashby
  17. Living Danishly
  18. Loving and Leaving the Good Life
  19. The Dungeon Master
  20. Sleep Smarter
  21. Howl’s Moving Castle
  22. Nightingale
  23. Elevation
  24. Joyfull
  25. Dark Places

This seemed like a really long list but I just realized that reading 25 books/quarter is how you read 100/year.


Happy reading!


Tally Monday- September 24, 2018

Checked Out

  1. Knocked Out by My Nunga-Nungas by Louise Rennison
  2. 10 % Happier by Dan Harris
  3. Howl’s Moving Castle by Diana Wynne Jones




  1. Jay’s Journal by “Anonymous” aka Beatrice Sparks

Reading: The Perks of Being a WallflowerDeep in the ValleyMore Hours in My DayNeuromancerSimple AbundanceThe Empowered Mama

Today I spent half of the day chasing down medical help.  Saturday night I did something to myself.  Something.  I mean, it wasn’t anything that made any impact on me.  Right around the time I ate dinner, I don’t even know if it was before or after, my chest started hurting, as in my ribs.  When I took a deep breath it hurt.  I suffered through but by Sunday morning the pain had localized in my lower right rib and the top of my shoulder and it was the most intense pain that I have experienced in my life.  On my way down to the urgent care this morning I cried just because it was so damn painful to sit in the car.  Waiting rooms.  X-rays.  Waiting rooms.  And all I did was slip my top rib and all I can do is take ibuprofen and wait.

At home I fell asleep for hours, tired from not sleeping well last night and crying to much today and hurting.  I almost didn’t make Tally Monday after I promised that I would.  But, look you guys, I was just having this Talk with myself.  I am tired of feeling so miserable and I have to do something about it.  Like, insanity is doing the same thing over and over and expecting different results.  I’m not working out hard enough or eating healthy enough.  I’m drinking and smoking too much.  I’m wasting my time instead of reading and writing like I should.  Sometimes I wonder what I could produce if I worked on more than one page a day, considering how impressed I am with what I produced like that.  Anyway, I am injured today and can’t work out and I get that.  It’s just that if I keep doing the same things, in five years I’ll be the same person.  And I want to be a way better version of myself by then.

Maybe you noticed that reading was in the pile of junk I need to do more of.  TRUTH!  Friday I excitedly made my fall reading list and I have this giant pile of books and I just want to make my way through them.  Easy as pie.  So I read in the waiting room and the doctor’s office.  I read in the parking lot while I waited for the clinic to open.  At home I told myself that I would finish my book by the time I went to pick up Little Dude.  I finished it!  My next short story is ready to go.  My next book is ready to go.  I am fired up.

I’ve also decided to invest some time and thought into narrowing down my television watching. What I mean by that is that I just want to watch one thing at a time until I finish it for a while.  Then I don’t spend an hour wondering what to watch and flipping between apps.  So, right now, I am finishing up X-Files first.  I have a couple of things I’m watching with Hubby, too, and I am not counting those.  I’m like two or three episodes away from finishing Sharp Objects.

Jay’s Journal was a slog.  A number of times I thought about putting it down but it was a short book and I kept telling myself that it was a quick read.  It wasn’t and it was pretty poorly done.  It was very anticlimatic too.  I wasn’t satisfied when it was done.  At least I can tell everyone about the Beatrice Sparks thing.

The Perks of Being a Wallflower is a reread and I may not go through with it.  We’ll see.

And that’s about all I have to report right now.  My shoulder is starting to hurt again and it’s time to get LD from daycare.

Tally Monday- The “Well Crap” Edition

Checked Out

  1. Everything is Eventual by Stephen King
  2. Full Dark, No Stars by Stephen King
  3. Just After Sunset by Stephen King


None!  Surprising, because I looked.


  1. Giant Days, vol 7 by John Allison
  2. “Dear Jamie, Love Rory” by Micaiah Saldana
  3. Sharp Objects by Gillian Flynn

Reading Jay’s JournalMore Hours in My DayDeep in the ValleyNeuromancer, The Bazaar of Bad Dreams by Stephen King, Simple Abundance, and Empowered Mama

First, some excuses.  I didn’t blog last Monday because Hubby and I were on vacation.  We went down to Gatlinburg for the week, leaving Little Dude with his grandma.  It was our five year wedding anniversary and we had gone there for our honeymoon.  It was nice.  We spent some time in the mountains and some time kicking around town.  We played games and drank and ate.  We slept in.  I didn’t even take my laptop.  I told myself that I needed to spend a week away from my novel and my agent search and just chill out.

Then I spent yesterday playing catch-up around the house and just didn’t get to it, what with the mounds of laundry and very dirty floors.  It is what it is.

BUT I AM HERE!  And I don’t see myself missing a Monday until possibly October 8.  Staff in-service.

The deadline for my summer reading goal is quickly approaching and I am NOT ready for it.  While I managed to finish 12 out of the 23 books I had planned, and a couple that I hadn’t, I still feel kind of lackluster about it.  I’m pretty sure that I actually have MORE books on my stack now than I did at the beginning of the season.  I wish that I could hold fall off for another week or two but I also can’t wait to set up my next challenge.  Same system:  one season to read my ridiculous stack of books.  And just like always I’m waiting for the fresh start and feeling like I can do it even though I know damn well that I won’t.  *shrug*

My book buying diet is going well, though.  It’s exactly like that.  I don’t know how experienced any of you guys are with dieting but at a certain point it gets almost easy.  The first two or three weeks of behaving is hell but after that you start to feel like you don’t even want that junk anymore.  Or you go to a restaurant and you realize that you have no desire to stuff yourself.  You feel just fine with what you’ve been eating and you don’t want your old favorites.  And so goes my book buying.  The first month was hard but this month, well, I’ve gone to a discount book store and I’ve spent some time looking at the Kindle deals and now that I CAN buy books, I don’t really want to.

This month I am functioning under a simple two out/one in system for check outs.  While on vacation I finished Sharp Objects (phenomenal) and that was my second “out” so I requested Dark Places as my “in”.  I DNFed The Magic of Believing (kind of dry and kind of over it) and when I finish Jay’s Journal I’ll get to order another.

You guys know about Go Ask Alice, right?  When I was growing up we were told that it was a true story and it was, like, THE book to read about teenagers and drugs.  It was scandalous even in the 90’s.  Except, you know, apparently this was mostly debunked in the 1970’s when Beatrice Sparks, the “editor,” couldn’t produce any physical evidence of an actual diary.  Jay’s Journal is billed as the “companion” to Go Ask Alice.  Sparks worked as a youth counselor in the Mormon church and this book is a cautionary tale about SATANISM AND THE OCCULT so obviously I’m in.  I kind of love religious propaganda.  It comes in at 230 pages and should be a quick read but I have to, you know, read it.

This week I expect to spend some time catching up from my vacation and taking care of some things.  It will take me a few days to get on top of it at work but I did make quite the dent at home yesterday.  In the meantime I’m also really wanting to spend some time on the house and trying to convince myself to focus on losing weight.  It’s a lot, but it always is.

Tally Monday- Tuesday Edition!

Checked Out

  1. Dancing in My Nuddy-Nuddy Pants by Louise Rennison


  1. Mystic Michigan 3 by Mark Jager


  1. The Miracle Morning by Hal Elrod
  2. Giant Days, vol 6 by John Allison

Reading Sharp Objects, Down in the Valley, More Hours in My Day, Best Loved Poems of the American People, Simple Abundance, Empowered Mama

I keep telling myself that everything will work out if I just keep to it.  If I just stay right on track, everything will be fine.  The joy of doing a little at a time is that suddenly everything shakes out.

But I’m not actually feeling that way.

I’m feeling a lot like I am just a big fuck up.  I can’t finish my house.  I can’t finish a book.  Temper tantrums from LD, frustrated sighs from Hubby, those are my fault.  In fact, things that I have no control over, definitely my fault.

Hubby asked me the other day why I’ve been in such a bad mood lately and, honestly, I know that I am slacking.  I know that I am screwing up.  And I find it all so damn frustrating even though I also know that I should be cutting myself some slack.

Reading is kind of like that for me right now too.  I don’t get to read as much as I want to and, yeah, that’s because I have a job and a toddler and a husband and a house and cats and groceries and all of that, but also maybe I could make more of an effort.

I am not living up to my potential.