I read more books in 2020.
Than I’d ever read before.
I don’t mean that I read more books in 2020 than in any other single year.
I mean that I read more books in 2020 than I’d read in my previous 50 years.
Reflection.
This is not a positive reflection on how many books I read in 2020.
It’s a negative reflection.
On just how few I’d read before that.
Books.
The books I read in 2020 were all about brand.
Business communication.
Storytelling.
That kind of thing.
Before that, I think I’d only read two books end-to-end.
One was Catch-22.
(Joseph Heller.
As you know).
The other was Pet Semetary.
(Stephen King.
Again.
As you know).
It’s a miracle I can string a sentence together, really.
Or write proper.
Innit?