What a week it’s been. The UK have been given their lockdown escape plan and we have a potential end date in sight. Of course, I’m waiting to see how that actually works out but the idea of seeing people again does bring me joy. It’s a shame that the outdoor rules don’t start to change until 8th March because it’s my birthday on Friday. This will the be the first year when I haven’t arranged to see my twin sister at any point and it’s very weird. I don’t know when we’ll actually be able to meet up. After spending my childhood wishing that I didn’t have to share the celebration with someone else, it’s not great when you’re kept apart for reasons beyond your control. But, people have been celebrating their birthdays in lockdown for almost a year. I really shouldn’t complain.
Another week and another struggle to get any reading done. Although, I did manage to do more than I did last week I think. I actually finished two books and I completed this month’s book club pick well in advance. My main worry now is that I won’t complete my Spell the Month Challenge for February. I’ve currently still got an R, B, and Y to go. My Y pick isn’t too long but the other two will take me a bit of time. So, I’m planning on getting ahead today. I’ll get as much done as possible in the hope that I finish in time. Thankfully, I’ve run out of things that I’m desperate to watch. Although, I’ll definitely be getting a few viewings of WandaVision in before the season finale on my birthday. It’s so good.
2020 was a difficult year all around but August brought with it a big blow to the world of cinema when it was announced that Chadwick Boseman had died. The actor had been secretly battling cancer for years and, on August 28th 2020, he died at his home aged 43. I know, in the age of social media, there’s always a huge outpouring of grief when a famous person dies but this felt slightly different. Boseman was a magnificent actor and was a big part of Black representation in the film industry. He had played some key figures in Black history and, as Black Panther, had proudly brought diversity to the MCU. Losing him so young was a shock and so many people felt it. Boseman’s talent will never be forgotten and he has justly been awarded with posthumous nominations for his work n Da 5 Bloods and Ma Rainey’s Black Bottom. It’s a this time of year that I’d usually be trying to catch up on all of the films with all of the likely Oscar nominated films but I’m all out of sorts thanks to Covid. That wasn’t going to stop me watching this. I had high hopes for this film.
Is it just me or has this been quite a long week? I feel like a lot has gone down since I wrote my last Rundown. There’s been plenty of medical drama for the whole family but, fingers crossed, it’s all going to be okay. It’s just a bit of waiting. Aside from that, it feels like I’ve managed to do a lot this week. I’ve finished 4 books in total now, which is madness. That’s nearly half of the books I read in January in 1 week. God knows how I’ve managed it but it’s happened. Just sit back and watch me hit the biggest slump in the history of reading slumps.
I’m not sure how I feel about January 2021 to be honest. Normally, January feels like the longest month ever but. thanks to the Pandemic, the majority of 2020 seemed about 3 times as long as usual. So, for me, January actually felt quicker than usual but it still feels like Christmas was a really long time ago. Time really has no meaning right now. At least I managed to read a fair bit in the last 31 days. 10 books and 1 on the go has got to be up there with my best. I’d love to be the kind of person who regularly gets through 10+ each month but I just don’t have that kind of attention span. And, honestly, that’s okay. Let’s make 2021 the year we stop comparing ourselves to other people.
We’re just over 2 weeks into the UK’s third lockdown and it’s been an interesting time. I’m starting to have weird lockdown dreams again. Don’t worry, I won’t tell you about them. Just trust me when I say they’re getting weirder. I’m still working which at least gives me something to do. Part of me thinks that if I was furloughed that I’d love having the time to read. However, I’m sure I’d spend most of my time in bed or watching Netflix. Sticking to my routine is definitely for the best. Even if it does mean my reading count isn’t likely to dramatically improve. At least I’m sticking to my schedule. According to Goodreads, I’m 6 books ahead of schedule but that’s for 60 books this year. My secret plan is to get to 100, which means two books a week. I need to keep up the pace.
A lot has happened in the first week of 2021. I blame all of those people who proclaimed that 2021 would be better than 2020. Of course, it was going to try to prove them wrong. Although, I guess the coronavirus, Brexit and white supremacists had quite a bit to do with the drama as well. We might as well accept that we’re not really going to be back to normal for about 10 years so we’re not getting ahead of ourselves. At the very least, we’ll be pleasantly surprised if it doesn’t take that long. Rather than focusing on the awful news stories we’ve been seeing, I’m going to see the opportunity to read more great books. It’s been a slow start but I can can sense it’s going to get better.
2020 is finally over and we can start looking to the future. Of course, things are going to magically get better over night but we can all hopefully see our friends and family a bit more this year. If we do, I am certain that my yearly reading count will go down but I’m hoping that I can keep the momentum going for now. I was almost always getting through 2 books a week last year and I hope to be able to do that consistently this year. Maybe even every week, though I do doubt my skills.
As soon as I saw the trailer for this on Netflix, I knew that it wasn’t going to be the film for me. It just looked stupid and just sitting through a short preview made me cringe. Yet, part of me did want to watch it. I was intrigued about just how bad it was going to be. I wanted to see just how embarrassingly awful James Corden’s performance turned out. How over-the-top and unsubtle Ryan Murphy’s message of inclusivity was. How cheesy the choreography would be. I knew that I’d watch it eventually so it was just a question of when. I decided that, whatever happened, I couldn’t let it be the first film that I watched in 2021 because that would have felt as though I was jinxing my entire year. It also felt like the most appropriate film to end 2020 on. After all, the year has been a huge shit show. It’s not as if this film could make it anyway worse. And maybe it would put everything into perspective?
We’re into that bizarre period between Christmas and New Year when time goes a bit weird. I’ve been exhausted since I woke up on December 25th and have been craving my bed ever since. As soon as the sun goes down, my body goes into shutdown mode and becomes convinced that it’s much closer to bedtime than it actually is. Part of me can’t wait to get back to work, so I get back into a proper routine again. Although, the rest of me wants to delay the New Year in the hope that I can cram a few more books in this year.