Every year at this time, I get a little listful. Not listless. Not wistful. LISTFUL. It means that I am full of lists. Overflowing with lists. Lists are bursting forth in every medium—paper, emails, sticky-notes, brain, phone, and now, inevitably, on my blog. I cannot contain them. I list the things I did last year and the things I didn’t. I list the books I read last year and the ones I didn’t. I make to-do lists and to-NOT-do lists (just as important). I make lists of resolutions and then revise them. I make lists of things to buy and then take pictures of them. I list what I need from the grocery store, who to thank for Christmas gifts, and how many pairs of socks I own with animals on them. (Just because.)
With all these lists pouring out of me, it’s only natural that I want to share some of them with you. Here goes…
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I totally understand the LISTFUL feeling. And I just adore all of your lists. Especially your Ways You Died Playing Oregon Trail Card Game. Dysentery, we’ve all been there, am I right?
I read In the Woods first too, and I’m about to get The Likeness (where Cassie’s story continues I guess?) on Audible 😀 So glad you’re enjoying The Raven Cycle. I think you’ll really like Children of Blood and Bone and I want to read that Setterfield too!!!
Congratulations on all your achievements and lovely moments in 2018, and here’s to all the lists in 2019!