My commitment to my poor neglected unread books

A few days ago before Christmas, I ordered two shiny new books.

After I ordered them, I started thinking about all of the other books my partner and I already own that I haven’t read.

I felt guilty.

No. Not guilty. But rather, a little sad for these poor neglected unread books who are just sitting there patiently waiting for me to read them.

I promised I would.

So yesterday, I received and unpacked my freshly delivered new books. Then, I went around the house to gather the books I’ve been meaning to read.

In the spirit of new beginnings with the arrival of the new year and all that jazz, I decided to commit to reading these books before the end of 2018.

I’ll keep them separate from the other books so that they’ll be there. Together. Staring me in the FACE every time I walk by. Reminding me of my commitment.

The list:

  • La chasse-galerie by Honoré Beaugrand
  • Letters from a Stoic by Seneca
  • The Year of Magical Thinking by Joan Didion
  • Petit cours d’autodéfense intellectuelle by Normand Baillargeon
  • Stumbling on Happiness by Daniel Gilbert
  • The Elements of Style by William Strunk Jr. and E.B. White
  • On Writing by Steven King
  • A Brief History of Time by Stephen Hawking
  • The Man Who Made Us by Richard Gwyn
  • Nation Maker by Richard Gwyn

I don’t expect to understand the one by Stephen Hawking, but I’m curious and want to try.

Four of these books I had started but never finished. So I’m committing to finish reading them this year.

Now, looking at this list, I realize that there is only one tiny book of fiction out of the ten.

I suppose if I want to write fiction, I should probably read more fiction.

So here’s another commitment: I will follow up every non-fiction book with one of fiction. I’m not sure which ones they’ll be. I’ll decide that as I go along.

I welcome any suggestions—in French or English.