No, this isn’t my list of recommended books for you to read in 2021 (although, hey – that’s a great idea for a post). Actually this is just me telling the world (and my future self (hi, future self) that, as of this moment, I’m cutting down my usual book quota of 108 books per annum to just 52; which is about one per week.
It’s just that I figured that I spend too much time reading and not enough doing some of the other fine things in life, like writing and putting the considerable backlog of books I’ve already written into print. I’m writing my fourth novel at the moment (well, not this actual moment – it’s not as if this post is going to be a scene in my latest novel) and so I really need to crack on.
I will, of course, let you know when I publish my novels and short story collections and poetry chapbooks (yeah, I’ve no idea what that means either) so that you have the opportunity to get in on the ground floor as I make my meteoric ascent into the firmament.
So, yeah – I’m rationed to one book per week. Sound good? Let’s see.
Oh, I nearly forgot – you can follow my progress on Goodreads if you want.