1300 Books — Aaargh!

Welp. I had thought that I’d just finished Book #1300 in my Great Book Tracking Project only this past Friday. However.

Well, I came to find out, as I did my silly little analyses on the last tranche of One Hundred Books that … well, erm … I’d once again made a dumb mistake as I entered this nonsense into my database, had gone from Book #1231 backwards to Book #1222, and … d’oh! Anyway, so I learn that my actual Book #1300 was not the Solar Pons novel Mr. Fairlie’s Final Journey (which I’d only read quickly so as to avoid having Ayn Rand’s travesty The Fountainhead as my 1300th Book Read), but instead the pretty decent entry in Penguin’s series of modern poetry, Penguin Modern Poets 7 Murphy Silkin Tarn, pictured here.

I also know now, to my chagrin (having made a similar mistake in the last tranche of 100 books), and to quite a number of weary sighs, that I have to go back and correct some 70 odd book entries in my database and in the spreadsheets I use to generate the data for this nonsense that I present to you on this almost entirely unread blog. Meaning … what, exactly? Meaning I’ll be back in a bit with the deets on this last 100 books read, perhaps a little wiser (We’ll see.). At least I’m ahead of the game on the next set of a hundred books.