I was content/ A princess asleep and enchanted/ If I had dreams/ Then I let you dream them for me

All right, folks, let's take stock of November! At first I was afraid that I'd have to write about how this was a failure of a month. Largely because of my South Korea venture, I had a pretty hectic month. And to be honest, my regular life doesn't really lend itself to the project to begin with. Yes, I the trip involved some long flights (the two longest flights of my life, actually), but a few things conspired against those flights being productive:

• I tried to sleep as much as I could, and I'm a pretty good sleeper.
• My return flight had wifi. Amazing.
• I binged Serial.
• In addition to the New Yorker, I generally indulged in non-fiction (I even bought the Lena Dunham book).

So, you can see why I didn't think I'd be in good shape. To my relief, though, I actually did all right, largely thanks to a ninth-hour disciplined march through Sentimental Education and some semi-cheats with short books, I have to read nine books in December to meet the 100 for the year. That's not so bad; it's not great, it's not a cushion, but considering that I was expecting a deficit, I'm very relieved.