I have never done a year in review post, but I want to start doing these. Goodreads is such a valuable organizational tool that if you use it correctly, it makes the Obsessive Compulsive Disorderly (OCD) parts of me feel extremely ordered.
Followers of the blog will know that I set some literary goals, some I reached and some I completely whiffed on. My major goal was to read 150 books in a year. It is a goal I started three years ago when I came to Puerto Rico; I have met and exceeded it every year since, but this year I smashed it with 200 books read and reviewed.
In all, there were 46,377 pages read. My longest book was Stephen King’s Skeleton Crew (612 pages) while my shortest book was Avell Kro’s Shape-Shifter (10 pages.) I received Shape-Shifter and another short story from the author for free with the promise to review. I gave it 2 stars. Nothing to write home about, but as I promised to write a review, I did. It is listed with all of my reviews for the year on my “read 2021” Goodreads bookshelf.
The average book-length was 231 pages, which means that I must have read a lot of short books. I believe it because even though I read a few tomes by Stephen King, Veronica Roth, and Patricia Cornwell, I also read at least 20 Amy Cross novels. She tends to write short horror novels of about 150 pages each. (These statistics are taken directly from Goodreads; believe me, I may be nuts, but I do not count everything.)
One of my New Years’ resolutions last year was to start and complete several long series in one year. I completed several like Amy Cross’ Mass Extinction Event series (13 books,) Veronica Roth’s Divergent series (4 novels each 500 pages at least,) The Howling novels, Melanie Karsak’s The Harvesting zombie mash-up 5 book series, The 12 Caribbean Cruise Cozy Mysteries by Susan Harper, and the Western Fictioneers presents West of the Big River (8 book collection.)
Two of my failures were the Sue Grafton alphabet series (I got to R is for Ricochet the 18th book of 25), and the Ian Fleming James Bond books (I got to Thunderball #9 of 14.) In fact, Thunderball was book #200, last on my list.
I would have liked to have gotten further along in both series. I think if I would have been more focused, I could have finished both series, but Kinsey Millhone can be a rather tedious main character. Sometimes she does not behave as a protagonist, gets mired in self-indulgent narcissism, and just does dumb things.
James Bond is both better and worse. He is sharp, generally sexist, a little racist, and superior. I have excused some of his behavior as endemic of the late 1950s milieu and raison d’être, but the constant use of racial epithets acceptable back then can grind my gears enough to chafe me in my happy places. I started the series months into the year, and sincerely had to walk away a few times a little pissed off at Fleming.
In January 2021, the pandemic was still going strong, but we felt we could see the light at the end of the tunnel. I felt the need to be very protective of my 75-year-old father, so I rarely allowed him to leave the house. I ran all the errands, but I made sure I was protected. I carried my phone everywhere which accesses my huge Kindle library. Thus began my journey to 200.
In January, I read 15 books.
In February, I read 17 Books.
In March, I read18 books.
In April, I read 20 books.
In May there were 14 books.
In June I read another 16 books.
In July there were another 18 books to read.
In August, I read 16 titles.
In September, there were 16 more books read.
I read 16 books in October
November was another great month with 20 read.
Finally, in December I read 14 books to round out the year at 200 works.
Well, that took a lot longer than I expected. If you want to see the actual reviews for any particular book, follow me on Goodreads: The Mustache Louie Matos. Thanks, as always for reading our posts and following us. I love you all for engaging with our content. Peace!
My name is Louie Matos and I’m a geek. I’m such a geek that the week my best friend moved to Puerto Rico, I asked him to co-write a blog. Of course he said, “Yes!” because I’m SOOO flipping interesting, and because since we’ve known each other, we collaborate even when we don’t know we’re doing it. For the purposes of this blog, I’m the mustache. I’ve had a mustache since I was 12 years old, and I’ve never shaved it off. (We Puerto Ricans love our facial hair.)
I was born into my geekdom. My Mom was a collector, and my Dad was a huge reader. So early on Dad would read to me and when he was done with the book, I would keep it until I learned to read for myself. And then I read everything, inhaling books from our school library 5 or 6 per week. When we moved to a new, safe neighborhood, I began to walk to the library, weekly. That’s when I became obsessed with books in general, and horror in particular.
In Cypress Hills, Brooklyn, my brother, Marc, and I moved into the basement together. We had our own TV and because we were in the basement, Mom and Dad pretty much left us to our own devices if we let our little sister, Dee, tagalong. There in that basement we would watch creature features, chiller theatre, and horror marathons. We collected comic books, toys, and books. When we could afford our own VCR, we collected movies.
So if I were to communicate my geekdom, I would say I’m a horror guy, former collector of Fangoria magazine. I still read 3 or 4 books per week (mostly horror and sci fi but practically anything.) I still read comics when I can get my hands on them (no small feat here in Puerto Rico). Dungeons and Dragons is still a must at family gatherings and we never fight about which is better (Star Wars or Star Trek). We can enjoy both. This blog will have all of that and a whole lot more. Stay tuned.
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