Okay, so I made one resolution last year. It was my 2016 Reading Resolution. And I failed at it.
I was supposed to read one new-to-me author a month. Yeah. About that. I dropped the ball right out of the gate. I didn't read any new authors in January. I didn't read any books at all in February, probably because I was getting ready to release In Deep Wish. March? I read one popular author I hadn't read before and one unknown author who was totally new to me. In April, I read two books by a known author but a different pen name than I've read of hers before. May was a total wash. The month of June I read one new author. I think I remembered my resolution in July because I read 6 new to me authors, but then I fell off the resolution wagon again. One in August, one in September, and then nothing for the rest of the year. Well, unless you count famous authors I hadn't read before - like Thomas Harris and Daniel Defoe.
Umm, yeah, I didn't think they counted either.
I managed 81 books last year. One would think I could slip a few newer authors in there. Derp.
Oh, I do remember trying in January and February. I bought a few new to me authors. I started reading the books. Meh. I think that's part of what made me give up. Well, that and my book-buying budget is so low as to be patheticful. (Yeah, that's a word. My word.)
This year? Well, this year ain't looking any better right now. I've really been into older novels lately. Hell, over half the books I read last year were older books. I really should get over that and read some new stuff. Maybe I'll get around the budget by reading free books and leaving reviews so I don't feel bad about taking advantage of a freebie. (Yes, I do feel bad. Authors should be paid. But I get the reason we make them free sometimes. It drives sales. Supposedly.)
Anyway, I'm NOT making a resolution this year. What happens will happen.
What about you?