Whenever I buy a new book, but I'm not ready to read it yet, I put it beside my bed with the others. One day my son asked my how many I had. "Oh I don't know," I said. "Maybe 30 or 40." Curious, I counted. There were 142.
Thursday, October 6, 2011
142 Books
Like I said, I'm a book person. They are a comfort that could lead to hoarding if it's true that the paper book may become a thing of the past. For now I have them, for the most part, confined to bookshelves, residing on chair seats and replacing the insides of an old piano. That is except for the revolving pile beside my bed.
Whenever I buy a new book, but I'm not ready to read it yet, I put it beside my bed with the others. One day my son asked my how many I had. "Oh I don't know," I said. "Maybe 30 or 40." Curious, I counted. There were 142.
I've read a good portion of that pile but I have to admit that some were impulse buys from the bargain section. If nothing else they give me hope. Because if they can get published so can I ;)
Whenever I buy a new book, but I'm not ready to read it yet, I put it beside my bed with the others. One day my son asked my how many I had. "Oh I don't know," I said. "Maybe 30 or 40." Curious, I counted. There were 142.
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