I committed to read a book a week in 2017; not a resolution but a goal with a purpose. Thus far I’m on track.
I’d developed the habit of reading different books in various parts of my home. I kept books in my office, my bedroom, and the kitchen, as well as an audiobook to listen to while in my car. My juggling multiple publications certainly wasn’t a mnemonic exercise, since if the plots were similar I’d confuse one with the other. Even if the works were distinguishable, the passage of time eroded details that made a mystery worth reading or a nonfiction book flow well. I’d lose the timing and rhythm that built suspense in a novel, and sometimes I’d miss the emphasis of a detail that pulled the plot together.
Reading multiple books didn’t allow me to complete a greater quantity of books than I would have if I’d read one at a time. To the contrary, I often backtracked to refresh my recollection of events. This hindrance to optimizing time management is what caused me to change my ways.
I’m trying to read one book at a time, with limited exceptions. Certainly literary journals, magazines, and news articles that detract from my dedication shouldn’t be held against me. The change has already increased my appreciation for literary works and enhanced my memory for the details of writings. Forty-eight more to go!