I read 52 books in 2016.
Sure, I was an English major in school and always a voracious reader growing up, but it was still a lofty goal to reach in a year. I wasn’t even sure I could accomplish it. However, my competitive streak got the best of me when my aunt threw down the gauntlet, and I couldn’t say no.
In December 2015, I was lying in bed after an indulgent Christmastime meal when my aunt texted me out of the blue: Do you want to do a book challenge next year?