Well, here we are. The final day. Today, I am wearing the costume of a book-lover with exceptional restraint, because tomorrow, I am allowed to buy more books. But will I? I already have too many and not enough time in which to read them!
It would seem that, over time, I’ve accumulated quite a wish list of books. Given that, I’ve decided to split up the “Wish List” post into three parts. First, you get the list, such as it is.
Here we are! The last TBR shelf I have! I can’t believe it. I mean, I really can’t believe I have so many books to read. However, to be fair, apparently this collection of books I have yet to read demonstrates that I have a condition called “tsundoku.”
I am halfway there! Isn’t that amazing? I think it’s amazing…then again I’m the one trying to detox myself from buying books. You might also think it’s amazing. Then again, you might also think I never should’ve been buying that many books to begin with. And you’d be right.
Set in early 20th-century London, The Lodger tells the story of Dorothy Richardson, a contemporary of Virginia Woolf’s. Louisa Treger’s novel follows the story of Dorothy during her time at a lodging house in London.
Getting a new book is fine, as long as I don’t pay for it, right??
Well, here we are. Ten days in, and I haven’t bought any new books. Not even for my daughter for Christmas (I did start buying Christmas presents early…I always do). I think I might be turning a corner as far as my addiction is concerned. I think seeing the sheer volume of books waiting for me to read them has had a significant impact on me…and so I am reformed. Maybe. I really want Emily St. John Mandel’s Station Eleven. But I am getting closer