It's a weird thing to do this challenge.
One book after the next.
Liberating and indulgent, sure.
But also gluttonous and shallow.
There's not time to savor the story a while.
Or to recall a particular passage or phrase.
Or to wipe away a tear.
Or to seek out someone to read a piece aloud to.
I want to talk more about all of the books I read for the challenge -
but now is not the time,
as time is up.
48 hours goes by very quickly.
Too many books, too little time.