2026 Reading Challenge #1: The 13 Moons Reading Challenge

I want to read a LOT more in 2026. Why? Because I do.

Look, I get my escapism from the flaming dumpster that is the current reality in a few ways. The most prominent is absolutely the consumption of media, be it the written word, music, making or enjoying art, podcasts, and visual media (aka the television). I am chronically ill. Currently, I am carefully juggling three part-time jobs, schooling full-time as well, am writing both a queer, magical realism fiction novel and a nonfiction treatise regarding homelessness. Admittedly, I have an absolutely terrible sleep schedule and often need to meditate, breathe through waves of pain, and/or read for a few minutes to an hour waiting for medication to kick in well enough for me to sleep. Also, I just genuinely enjoy reading.

So what is the 13 Moons Reading Challenge? Read on, dear friends!

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Of Tearing Up and Time Consumption

14,771 Days Alive

400+ Ebooks Removed from My Kindle Collection

211 Approximate Hours Until the Start of Hanukkah 2025

50+ Pages of Notes Taken in Today’s Training Sessions

It was my third day at my new in-office job today. Everyone is still super awesome. They are also super loud, but when I am training, I can shut the door so I can actually hear the videos I’m supposed to watch.

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Of Snowstorms and Surprises

14,764 Days Alive

2,619 Days of Daily Posts on Postmark Wonderland

83 +/- Kitty Years for Mr. Spock

2 Days of Snow Forecast

1 New Job Next Week

SON OF A FUCKING BISCUIT. Two guesses who fell asleep face-first on their Kindle last night?

I know I’m gonna cry when my gift arrives. My support system has been so amazing lately, and I have just been getting run over by the struggle bus mentally.

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Of Cold Snaps and Coca Cola

14,756 Days Alive

2 Weeks From Today is the 4th of December

Trigger warning: speaking on the loss of parents.

I feel like I’m not allowed to be as sad as I am about my Daddy’s death anniversary. it’s two weeks from today exactly. He’s been gone since 2018; I literally didn’t know what to do that day. Meaning the day after I got the phone call at something like three in the morning.

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Of Foil and Furniture

14,745 Days Alive

65 Hours, Give Or Take, Until Llama Arrives

4th Week of Diagnostic Coding for Medical Billing Starting Tomorrow

3 Chicken Teriyaki Foil Packets

Okay, this time I didn’t fall asleep without posting. I did however get completely sidetracked trying to put my room back together. Brian built the new desk I got off Amazon for me today. You know, the one I’ve been meaning to build for like three weeks now? That one.

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