Some time last year, probably around July, I started reading some of the books that were lying around in my appartment for decades. And this was much more enjoyable than I thought. No idea why. It’s not like I never read a book before, but it was always a somewhat boring thing to do and it took me ages — unless it was something technical. I’m only referring to fiction and novels here. Like, one book per year, tops. Yet, I somehow got hooked last year and now I’ve read about 30 novels since July

— movq, Novellas with groff, 2026