So! Shortly after I post the Reading Bingo Card for doing a reading challenge for 2014, Richard Lea, book blogger for The Guardian, writes about why he thinks reading challenges are not a good idea at all: The bad side of Goodreads’ Reading Challenge. He thinks that the last thing we should turn into some kind of numbers game is the reading of books.
As Lea says, “It starts right there in the name. Since when was reading any kind of challenge? Isn’t it supposed to be fun?” He likens reading challenges to some kind of “bookkeeping” activity. And he may have a point:
All this talk of pledging, of targets, of tracking your progress, is just another step in the marketisation of the reading experience, another stage in the commodification of literary culture.
…literature is one of the few areas of modern life where it’s not all about the numbers.
What he’s getting at is that the heavy tracking of completed reads, the ticking off of titles from your list, turns the exercise into nothing more than a kind of “fill in the blank” exercise. Are we really engaging with the actual contents of the books themselves? We may be preoccupied primarily with saying, “There. I’ve covered that one. I’m halfway, through the year and still on track to meet the goal.” If reaching the requisite number is our goal, are we really benefitting from the books themselves?
I’m of two minds about this one. I think he’s probably right, and yet…there’s still the element of deciding to pick up a book because I’m “supposed to,” and then really getting into it, whereas I might have thought, “Nah, maybe later” if I hadn’t had the number in the back of my mind.
For the first third of last year, I was averaging more than a book per week. I was just enjoying reading, but I did note, “Hey, I might read more than 52 this year.” (I keep a list, you see; I have done so for many, many years.) But then, around October, I just stopped, for some reason. I don’t know why. I read almost nothing for more than two months. And I ended up with 39 books finished in 2013, which I found kind of depressing.
So maybe there’s a compromise. Maybe we can use these goals as a way to keep ourselves reading, but without getting too hung up on rushing through just to tick off the titles. If we don’t quite reach the number we hoped for by the end of the year…ah, well. We really loved the books we did read, and we got a lot out of them.
I think that might work. And also…anything that doesn’t fall into the trap of “commodifying” human existence (we are more than cash sources and more than numbers!) is fine by me.