Before we get into the books, HI GUYS! I've missed you all so much. 

Since I last posted, I've submitted applications to my top-choice graduate schools and enjoyed a too-short-but-still-wonderful Thanksgiving vacation at home in sunny Florida. Unfortunately, I do still have some application work to get in before the new year, so posting might remain sparse (except, of course, for #12BooksOfChristmas) until 2016. I hope you'll bear with me!

With graduate school (hopefully!) on the horizon, I've been thinking about my personal library and how I may need to move it in the next eight months. Taking a walk around my apartment tonight, I counted no fewer than 50 physical books I would at least like to sample, if not read in their entirety, and I know for a fact that I'm lowballing here. Media mail might be affordable, but I don't know that these are all books I want to spend money to move.

As usual, Andi managed to put my feelings into fewer, more straightforward words than I could: in 2016, she wants to read her own damned books, and I'm going to join her.

My challenge rules:

I accept that I may fail at all of these rules. If I can get through even a tiny fraction of my book collection before I have to pack up the rest, I'll consider this project a success.

Heck, I'm already off to a decent start, and it isn't even 2016! Over Thanksgiving weekend, I read Between the World and Me by Ta-Nehisi Coates (physical) and Animal Liberation by Peter Singer (e-book), both of which I own. I'm excited to see what kind of dent I make during my Twelve Books of Christmas challenge, which you should totally partake in, by the way.