Well, I've made it through the temptation of new books, I've made it through the distractions of a very busy month, and I've found myself in the home stretch with just over a week left in the month. Up until the last few days, I'd been keeping up pace, finishing at least one novella a day. Crazy that. Usually weekends are the time when I'm able to get some reading done, but August has worked against me on that end--my weekends have been abnormally busy. The month is 74% complete, and the novellas are 57% complete. Time has just sped by (surprise surprise).
I have to admit that I'm starting to crave some simpler fare to throw into the mix. And some nonfiction. Last week I was thinking that I'd just continue on with the novellas until they were finished, this week I'm thinking I could use some furniture rearrangement. There are still so many enticing titles ahead of me; I'm especially eager to read The Hound of the Baskervilles.
My pace is slowing, that's undeniable, but I've successfully delivered my girls to kids camp, so my next couple of days have extra time. You never know what can happen with extra time. Until my final report next week, wish me luck!