Doing my leisurely Saturday morning coffee internet reading, I came across an article from the Washington Post highlighting a woman who reads and reviews on average thirty books a day [The link to the article is here if you're interested in checking it out]. She reads anything “from Jane Austen, to 1970s bodice rippers, to contemporary books about the philosophy of physics.” Then, in her spare time, she's a writer.
This woman holds the #1 reviewer spot on Goodreads -- which in itself is no big deal for someone like me who, unlike most people, has no interest in rankings of any sort, but the sheer number of books she reads seems very high. She reminds me of someone on Amazon with the initials HK who caught a lot of flak for reading and reviewing several books a day -- I mean, seriously -- how does someone in the real world really achieve these numbers? Maybe by speedreading, but still. Even when I do what I call "crap" reading which goes fast because I don't really have to think about it, I couldn't pull that one off.
The author of the piece in the Post is Ron Charles, someone whose work I admire, and as he ends his article, he notes the following:
"In the time it’s taken me to write this blog post, I should have reviewed 16 books."
I started my day with a chuckle, to be sure.