I’m joining the rush of the year-end. Now what did happen that I must extend?
This year was a turmoil of long books and series. I discovered Hobb and King– got swept with their epics.
I found myself returning to Sir Pratchett and the Miss Grimes, whose books I cherished for a good long time.
I read 29 novels, all 15, 640 pages. The Stand was the longest, reading it was my conquest.
I challenged myself to read 25 books. The last time I checked, I’ve finished 29 books.
I started blogging again, a bit of a time, until I decided to make it a lasting lifetime.
I did something meta
I started writing a story, of a girl without glory. She walks on the streets, selling flowers so she could eat.
art by Rommel Joson
It was a year full of struggles, the life of all muggles.
My college life ended this year and graduation is so near.
I am running out of rhymes but hear my one last chime.
The last I shall tell you, I am happy you have read this through.
Have a Merry New year
and Happy Reading!