100 books within the year.
Starting January 1, 2011.
Ending December 31, 2011.
That’s 365 days, so about 3.65 days per book.
Lofty? Yes.
Worth it? Also yes.
The rule is that it cannot be a book that I’ve already read.
As for the title, One Hundred Years of Solitude is one of my favorite books, and I figured that reading 100 books in only a year will wind up providing me with a great deal of solitude. Please allow me to toot my own horn for being so clever.
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Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
On the morning the last Lisbon daughter took her turn at suicide… the two paramedics arrived at the house knowing exactly where the knife drawer was, and the gas oven, and the beam in the basement from which it was possible to tie a rope.
The Virgin Suicides
