I was compiling a list of some of my favorite books for the year, and it occurred to me while I looked back through the titles, that this has been one of the best years I’ve had since I got back into reading.
The more I come back to who I was and the person I want to be, the more passion I find in my reading life. Of the titles I read this year, I deeply enjoyed most of them. I chalk this up (partly) to not being afraid to DNF titles. The days of pushing myself to finish every book I start are long gone.
There’s beauty in quality over quantity, and I’d rather read 50 books I adore, than slog through 200 mediocre ones just for the sake of numbers.
I read physical books, e-books, and listened to audiobooks.
I ripped through fantasy that spanned several books and hundreds and hundreds of pages.
I revisited childhood favorites and remembered why they were favorites.
I found the most enjoyable comic I’ve read in years.
I discovered new things about science and merged my love of art with my love of animals.
I went to dark places, decadent places, and places full of hope that made me cry.
I read things that challenged and changed the way I see myself.
When it comes to books, as most things in my life, I do best following joy, and the sheer enjoyment I’ve felt during 2022 is proof of an incredibly successful reading year.
I wish all of you a safe and warm holiday season, whatever that looks like for you, and an upcoming year of relentlessly pursuing your own reading happiness.
– Sara Myriad