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Happy New Year! My First Book of 2020

Happy New Year! Blogging after a long break sure feels very refreshing (and almost without expectations, which is a great feeling to have). I'm still working through my comeback post but in the meantime, I've been debating which book to start the year with.

For the past week or so, I've been reading V. E. Schwab's A Darker Shade of Magic. As engrossing as this book is, it isn't a fast read (yet). So I found myself yearning for a break after nearly falling asleep while reading it (to be fair, it was past my bedtime). Usually if I'm reading a book like that, I like to pair it with a fast-paced nonfiction book. But for some reason, I was struggling to find the right one.

In the past, I didn't care much for the first or last book I read in a year. The year end/beginning weeks were usually busy and I'd always been acutely aware of the tall stack of books waiting to be read. However, being on a blogging break did wonders to my TBR - it wiped it out empty. Nada, zilch. Of course, I'm speaking figuratively. I still have 1000-odd books tagged as 'Want-to-read' in Goodreads. But strangely enough, they don't mean much anymore. It feels like starting from scratch and that feeling is bliss.

So when I came across Michelle Obama's Becoming in many 2019 Best Of lists, it felt like the right book to pick. After all, I had read (and enjoyed) a couple of chapters when the book first came out. I'm sure life happened which is why I didn't finish it then. I'm positive I even bought a copy but can't find it anymore, so I'm reading a library copy. (I'll vent my annoyance in another post, of owning a book yet still having to borrow a copy.)

And so, here's the book I'm choosing to welcome 2020 with.

Becoming


What is your first book of the year 2020, whether intentional or otherwise?  

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