To be read list.
The salvation and damnation of many a bookworm. You see, a TBR is a simple enough thing, designed to help you keep an eye on which books you want to read next. It can be super helpful but recently I’ve found it’s become more of a stress.
Since my degree doesn’t give me much time to read outside of my set texts, I constantly add things to my mental TBR. Recommendations from friends, the next instalment in a series or something that I’ve spied online. There’s plenty on there. Add in the books I want to re-read and the books I feel I should be reading and suddenly it feels a bit more like a task. Somewhere along the way my TBR turned into a never ending to do list. Definitely not fun.
Reading is a hobby and putting pressure on yourself to get through a book kinda ruins that. Trust me, I’m doing a degree in English and Classical Studies. That involves a lot of books.
I was treating my TBR like a set list for class and that’s not what it was meant to be.
I’m trying not to think of it like a checklist these days. More like a fun pick n mix. It doesn’t matter what order I get to it, or if I even stick to it at all. It’s just a fun reminder of books that have caught my eye. If I read some of them, great. If not, well there’s always tomorrow. If I want to rediscover the joys of reading for fun, I can’t treat it like work.
I don’t think I’ll ever finish my TBR. With all the amazing new releases that are sure to come in the next couple of years, it’s not going to stop growing. And that’s ok too.
Hobbies aren’t meant to make you feel bad and I’m glad my TBR has stopped being a source of guilt for me.