When 2019 kicked off I was dead set on reading one book a week.

52 weeks. 52 books. Easy.

Then reality hit. I was raising 2 kids at home, my wife had an intensive residency program to contend with, and I… well I’m just not that fast of a reader.

I quickly abandoned this goal and instead set out to accomplish a more moderate pace of 1.5 books a month. Or 18 for the total year if you don’t want to do the math.

It’s currently November 22 and as of today I’ve already successfully completed my goal.

Here’s what I tackled this year:

1. The God of Small Things – Arundhati Roy
2. Deliverance – James Dickey
3. Lord of the Flies – William Golding
4. Lolita – Vladimir Nabokov
5. Company of One – Paul Jarvis
6. The Right Story – Bernadette Jiwa
7. 1984 – George Orwell
8. Classic Scrapes – James Acaster
9. Bird Box – Josh Malerman
10. The Devil in the White City – Erik Larson
11. Rich Dad Poor Dad – Robert Kiyosaki
12. Factfulness – Hans Rosling
13. Geography of Bliss – Eric Weiner
14. The Pioneers – David McCullough
15. Everything is Fucked – Mark Manson
16. John Adams – David McCullough
17. A Brief History of Time – Stephen Hawking
18. The Subtle Art of Not Giving a Fuck – Mark Manson

I’m still finishing up the Alexander Hamilton biography buy Ron Chernow, but after that I might re-read the Harry Potter series for the 8th time.

Or maybe a Charles Dickens’ to get into the Christmas spirit.

I haven’t decided yet.

That’s the thing about books, the best one is the one in your hand.