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A Reading Confession

And so it happened... again. I finished reading a book that had been on my DNF (Did Not Finish) all truth and honesty... for years I think!

This is a humble confession nonetheless. It's not easy to ignore stigmas I’ve picked up on over the years, salty about readers like me who take years... often decades after publication to get around to reading, and finishing a book. And even so, in my defense, confession #2; this is the sole reason I’m reluctant to part with my DNF shelf.

Despite all the books I own, the beauty of this DNF shelf are ALL the times when I cannot find one book on my (coveted to-read) shelf that suits my mood. Either they are too long, or too light, or too something or the other (usually emanating from that first page) that is not ‘just right’.

That’s when I’ll amble over to my DNF shelf, wondering and wondering of all the books on this shelf, which one... Is The One?

Once I plucked ‘Just Waiting for the Bell!’ by David Wehmeyer off the shelf. How in …

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