I took my computer upstairs with me Monday night to see how many of the books on my Fill in the Gaps list I own, and how many books I own I want on the list.
Well, I had just upgraded to the new Microsoft Excel, and I'm not a terribly fluent user as it is. I confused it with Access, which creates records from every line. (At least, I think it does: Joe set up the only Access file I have ever used, so maybe he did something special.)
Do you see where this is going?
So, I chose a column — author's last names — so I could sort my records by that category. I figured that would take every line and put it in order based on the "values" in that column.
Well, what it did was rearrange the last names in alphabetical order — and left every other column in its original location. Needless to say, that made the author names a little different than they should have been. "Bram Achebe," anyone?
Oh, I fixed it. I knew 92 of the 100 authors right off the top of my head, so that was not as inconvenient as it could have been. I was stymied by a few authors with whom I was less familar, like Erskine Caldwell (Tobacco Road) and Richard Yates (Revolutionary Road).
I will figure it out.
In the meantime, I'll wander upstairs to my rather extensive library and find yet more books to put on the list.
I may even set up a second list of "books I want to read but can't fit in a list of only 100 books."
Or I might sub-categorize by "classics I want to read" and "modern classics I want to read" and "recent releases I haven't gotten around to reading yet."
In the end, I will read only a fraction of the books I want to read because there are only so many hours in a day. If that's the worst thing that happens to me, I will count myself lucky.