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Reading Challenge - Around The World in 80 Books

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My reading muscles have atrophied lately and in order to give them a reason to move, I'm joining a reading challenge.  AROUND THE WORLD IN 80 BOOKS is the name of the challenge that has caught my attention.  

 There are a few rules, such as you have to read books about different places and you can't read two books set in the same place, ie. New York.  Well, I'm not sure I can do that.  I wouldn't refuse to read a book because it was set in a place where I'd already read a book set in that same place earlier in the year.  So I may not be able to collect all the little 'gem' prizes for reading different types of challenges within the challenges.  But 80 books is doable, so I'm going to give it a try.  I just hope I can do it.  This challenge is being run from the LOVE BITES AND SILK blog.  What an unusual name.  It's a book blog BTW. Something like my book blog MBB
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  1. Caroline6 December 2013 at 00:17

    Well done, Maria. Good luck with it. Caroline x

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  2. Lynda R Young6 December 2013 at 09:44

    Good luck with your challenge. The rules are odd, but reading 80 books is brilliant.

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  3. Maria Perry Mohan6 December 2013 at 10:41

    Hi Caroline,

    Thanks very much. Hope I get the number of books read.

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  4. Maria Perry Mohan6 December 2013 at 10:42

    Thank you Linda. If I reach the target number of books read, I'll be very pleased.

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