I love lists. To-do lists imply an eventual achievement of goals. My own to-do lists guarantee success. Who makes a practical to-do lists of things they can't do? It's the epitome of counter-productivity.
The other day I purchased the book "1001 Books to Read Before You Die." It's a list I think I can achieve. I've already read about 40 of them, so I'm well on my way. Plus, I own a bunch of other books on the list, but haven't gotten around to reading them. I'm not going to start another blog to document my progress, but I probably will update this one whenever I finish another book on the list and write a review of sorts. It'll make up for the fact that I couldn't add a third major in English to my two degrees and a minor.
That's it really...no profound thoughts....no examination of a random idea that occurred to me. I'm planning on writing one of those soon in light of my recent trip to see the revival of the musical Hair....but I just wanted to solidify my commitment to read all 1001 of the books on the list....it's going to be epic.
"She is too fond of books, and it has ruined her brain." (Louisa May Alcott)
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