1) Let's Pretend This Never Happened by Jenny Lawson: Just stick to the title people.
2) My Mother She Killed Me, My Father He Ate Me: This is ongoing. I read maybe two stories from it, but that's fine. It's an anthology. That's how they go.
3) The Hobbit by J.R.R. Tolkien: Vomit. But at least I
4) The Lord of The Rings series by J.R.R. Tolkien: After the atrocity that was The Hobbit, I did somehow make it through The Fellowship of the Ring (review to come? [probably not]). And then I subscribed to Audible, which put a stop to all that ridiculousness.
5) The Children of Henry VIII by Alison Weir: Didn't even pick it up.
6) Bloodcurdling Tales of Horror and the Macabre by H.P. Lovecraft: Read a couple stories for Halloween, which is exactly what I intended.
7) A Walk for Sunshine by Jeff Alt: Keep walking, people. Nothing to see here.
8) The Perks of Being a Wallflower by Steve Chbosky: I saw the movie! That's good enough, right?!
So out of a list of eight novels and two story anthologies, I read... two books and a handful of short stories... about 25% of my goal! Oops! I guess that committing myself to this many books that I only had in print with almost no time to read anything that wasn't in audiobook form was not the best of ideas. Oh well! Onwards, I say, and I'll read them in the end.
How did your fall reading plans go?