



So.
We are 8 days into the new year.
It is 5 days since I revealed my list of books that I shall read (oh, yes, I *shall* read them) this year.
I have worked 4 of those 5 days.
On 2 of those 4 days I have picked up 5 more books.
I mentioned 2 of those books in yesterday’s post.
Today I have added to my plastic-jacket clad pile of borrowed books.
The guilty 3 are:
“Air” by Geoff Ryman (because the cover is the same design as his book called ‘Was’ which I recently finished, and enjoyed).
“Hunger” by Knut Hamsun (because it was on my Amazon recommendations list).
and
“The Madness of a Seduced Woman” by Susan Fromberg Schaeffer (because I stupidly read the back cover before shelving it and decided it would be a good read).
Working in a library, for me at least, is like an alcoholic working in a pub. Or a gambler working at Ladbrokes (seriously – Evil Ex tried to get a job at Ladbrokes, he was addicted to gambling. Like ‘dur’).
I know it is good to read.
But the problem here is I bring the books home, gaze at them and touch them longingly everyso often, and then don’t read them. Because there are only so many times you can renew a book. And I don’t want to deprive everyone else of a book that might change their life, just because I have been watching too much telly and not reading enough.
Am I slightly obsessive?






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I’m so into reading Michael Connelly it’s really difficult for me to be interested in any other books currently. Many of our female library patrons are into the vampire thingy. I read the Twilight series but was glad to finish it and get back to Michael Connelly. I suppose we all have our vices. I’d also like to branch out. I sometimes feel I should read more classic literature but then I think I should read what I like and to hell with it. Time is finite.