I have more books than I will live long enough to read. I’m not alone in that obsession. Book addicts are not uncommon. I just ordered two more last night and picked up one at Barnes two days ago. I read that one already. I’m currently reading about five different books but none of them are setting me on fire, so it’s easy to put them down, which is why I’m reading so many at once. I’m looking for the thrill, or the book high, that I get from a story that keeps me up all night. Books are like any other addiction.
I know what my problem is. I WANT TO KNOW what almost every book has to say. If the cover looks good, I want to know what’s inside. If I wasn’t interested in something before, I can become interested when I see a book on that subject. So, I have books on everything and I can’t possibly read them all but they’re here if I WANT to read them, and that’s the whole point. I want them near me, in case I have to know about butterflies in the middle of the night. I did finish that book last month. Why butterflies? I have no idea. Saw it, bought it, read it, and there’s absolutely no reason for it. I did not go to the Chicago Botanic Garden to buy a book on butterflies, or one on on Beatrice Potter but I did and read both of them, even though I would never have gone out to even look at them. But they were THERE. so what could I do?
A lot of the books I read are 900 pages long. With tiny print. OMG love the subject but takes awhile, so I start a couple other books and read them at the same time, that way I feel as if I’m accomplishing something.
I’m reading about artist Lee Krasner right now and I’m also reading about Marcel Duchamp. I’ve read a couple of things on him before and I have another book, one I picked up at the Art Institute, on him as well. Looks really good. I’m still reading WOMEN OF THE LEFT BANK and have three more waiting to be read on the kitchen table. All of them about artists, BASQUIAT, COCTEAU and EDWARD GOREY There are books in every room of my house. I might get rid of my dishes and use the shelves for books.
I can’t imagine eating and not reading at the same time. Unless I’m with other people. I ate out yesterday and didn’t have a book, so I wrote poems instead. I multitask. .
I do have half finished books on my Kindle as well. I get bored easily and really, if the book doesn’t have my attention by page seven…what’s the point. There are a million other books that can make me happy.
People who don’t feel the need to own books, or those who don’t buy a new book until they finish the one they’re reading, are like people from a different planet to those of us who are addicted. Seriously, they speak a different language and have a different mindset altogether. Those people are readers, not addicts. There’s a big difference. When those people go on a trip, the first thing on their agenda isn’t usually a bookstore.