Instead of shame, turn it into a game. A spreadsheet-powered, roast-fueled, dopamine-hit kind of game.
Your TBR pile is already an Olympic event. You buy books faster than you read them. And deep down, you know you’ll never finish that stack. So why not make the chaos official?
Pick a Board.
Fantasy, Spicy, Cozy, Classics, Unhinged… whatever flavor of chaos you’re into.
Check Prompts.
Finished a morally gray man romance? Check. Read a book at 2AM on a work night? Check.
Get Roasted.
Hit five in a row = bingo. Finish the whole board = Completionist’s Curse, where the roast gets meaner the closer you get.