“I have come to accept the feeling of not knowing where I am going. And I have trained myself to love it.”
– C. JoyBell C.
I’ve been experiencing a bit of a dilemma this week.
After posting my monthly wrap up, I set about drafting a post about my TBR for the month of June, and you know something? I just can’t do it.
I mentioned in an earlier post about reading challenges, how I can’t force myself to meet some of the requirements to complete the list – I’m talking about you political manifesto!
As I sat looking at my books, planning what I would read two-three weeks from now, I realised how stubborn I am when it comes to being told what to do.
Yes, even if I’m telling myself to do something, I’m reluctant to do it.
I’m sure there’s some sort of psychological problem buried there…
When I read, I like the journey that comes with it. I like not knowing what’s going to happen next, and if I plan out my reading expedition for the month, the adventure sort of loses it’s sparkle.
Who can say what I’ll be in the mood for next week. Right now I’m thinking Passenger by Alexandra Bracken, but come tomorrow, I may want to try Percy Jackson or Miss Peregrine or Shatter Me.
The possibilities are endless and that’s what excites me about reading.
That’s the magic of adventure.
This week I’ll finish off The Falconer by Elizabeth May and The Final Empire by Brandon Sanderson.
Next week; who knows.
What are your reading plans for the month?
Or, are you like me and have no plan?