I’m days away from the halfway mark of the Great Book Ban of 2012! Or, as I prefer to look at it, six months away from winning supreme gloating rights over my dear Christopher, who stubbornly maintains that I will break down and go on a massive semi-psychotic book haul before 2013 is upon us.
To be honest, it has been easy enough to handle so far. I had a number of unread books on my shelves – one of the reasons why I found myself in this wager in the first place. But even though I have been interspersing my first-time reads with re-reads (or re-re-re-re-reads), I am getting through my books pretty quickly. Maybe it’s because I’m no longer in school, with rhetoric readings and punctuation essays distracting me, or maybe because I have been taking the train/bus a lot more frequently as of late. And let’s not forget the age-old writer’s excuse that reading is research, and research is just as important as writing, right? Right?
I will, however, be the first to admit that the first six months can be dubbed “the easy part.” Hype has already started to build around the fall season’s publications, which is generally when the novels aiming to be nominated for awards come out to play. Mark Lawrence’s King of Thorns, second book of The Broken Empire series, comes out in August; Dave Eggers’ A Hologram for the King came out mere weeks ago; and, of course, J.K. Rowling’s The Casual Vacancy will be released in September. I was the girl in the witch’s hat at the Harry Potter midnight releases, so not being able to get my hands on this book the moment it comes out will probably make me weep from my soul. I have already sworn my friends to a spoiler ban, but the same cannot be said for the whole literate world. The only answer is to resign myself to exile from September to New Year. That’s okay, though: I’m a writer – exile and slubby cardigans look good on me.
Lawrence, Eggers, Rowling… if this is the year that Dylan Moran finally decides to publish a novel, I will start to get the junkie shakes.
I still haven’t decided what will happen when I win the bet. If I lose, Chris has decreed that I must read The Silmarillion (no offense, Tolkien fans). I have to think of something really good, and am open to all manner of diabolical suggestions.
189 days until January 1, 2013!