Stocktaking – Goodbye October

Word Count = 415 words

Estimated Reading Time = 2 minutes

Hey love. Another month has passed and yet again we stand at the precipice of a new beginning. I am happy to say that for the first time in a long time I am expectant and hopeful as well as all the words to express how enthusiastic I am to move into this new beginning.

October has been a successful month for me in terms of my reading habit. I may have mentioned it before in my previous posts, but if I haven’t here it goes. I always say that I am a slow reader. More often than not I would pick up a book from my sister’s very large bookcase and drudge through a story for months.

There was of course the exception every now and then which I skipped through happily, but then I would slip right back to drudging. I was convinced it was just me and there was no changing the fact. That was until I realized that the problem wasn’t my reading. It was what I was reading.

Ever since I started buying my own books, and not just random books, but the kind I am actually interested in, I’ve been zooming past books like a mad man. In the past two weeks or so, I’ve chewed through two books and one was well over 500 pages.

This was never normal for me, and I honestly wish I had discovered the same earlier instead of forcing myself to consume content I detested. That said, I have taken measures to not repeat my mistakes in the future and I’m on a campaign to fill my own bookshelf with my favorites. It makes me all excited to think about what that will look like.

Throughout the month I have written a few pieces and procrastinated a whole lot. I have edited others and absolutely been unproductive on most. However, I will not let that get me down. I may have failed here and there, but I’ve also succeeded here and there and I can live with that.

I am unaware of what November holds for me in terms of reading and writing, but I am hopeful. Sometimes I wish I could see ahead to know what to expect, but I know it would ruin the fun. It might be painful; then again it might be sweet. Either which way, I’m ready for it. I will not accept defeat.