When I read a book, I’m transported to another era, another place, even another universe. Reading is my escape, a way for me to forget all the stress and demands of this life, and delve into a realm of fantasy.
The draw back to this, is there are so many places I want to go, so many characters I want to meet. I can’t seem to stop finding new escape routes. I am a bibliophile with too many books and not enough time to really enjoy them.
Instead of reading the ones I have before getting new ones, I just keep getting new ones. So many that I had to get a separate bookcase for my ‘to-read’ stack.
I sometimes fantasize about having to be bed-ridden, unable to attend to my routine household chores, so that I can simply read, and read… and read.
I have managed to break the cycle of only buying hardcovers, paperbacks are so much nicer than they used to be. But.. day-um… it’s an expensive habit. I need to find a way to thin the herd, get rid of some of my accumulated library of novels.
I NEED to actually read more of them. This is my current stack of ‘in-progress’ books (banned books included). I’ve started reading each of these, and jumped to a new book at the slightest provocation. I will finish these before starting a new one… I will read the books lining my bookcases before buying more.
What I really need to do is renew my friendship with our local library. That would be epic… and a lot cheaper.
Day 16 – 30 Days of Shamelessness: spend money on a non-necessity or share a financial struggle