Whether actually writing down a list or just thinking that I should be reading, the summer reading list has been a staple ever since my mother started signing my sisters and I up for our local library’s summer reading challenge. The library would compile a list of age appropriate books (plus a couple of ‘free’ spaces to choose our own) and they would have to be completed by a certain date. Everyone who completed the challenge was given a certificate and surprisingly this was enough to make me feel accomplished. I needed no other bribery than to know I had successfully completed a task. I loved browsing the shelves with every visit; dropping off a stack of books and hauling a new one up to the librarian’s desk with anticipatory glee.