Sunday, December 11, 2005

At least my addiction is cheap

Unpacking I counted 200 unread books. That is six shelves worth. Apparently the slope of my buy/read curve is steeper than I thought. The books vary in quality from the truly awful embarassing to own to the far too long to ever actually read to the apparently not bright and shiny enough to catch my wayward reading eye. Fortunately none of them are worthy of inclusion on a Kieran Healy-esque Books I Did Not Read this year list.

3 comments:

JJ Glendenning said...

My addiction is worse. I have books that I will never read. Although it is fun to randomly read a book.

Brack said...

Two of the books my fam has received from yours are on my "Books I Read Over and Over and Over Again" list, to wit: "Trucks" and "The Little Mouse, the Red Ripe Strawberry, and the Big Hungry Bear." By the time I get to the eighth or ninth consecutive reading of either, I tend to throw in some improv: "Here comes a bucket truck [loaded with crocodiles]!" or "the Big Hungry [Werewolf] can smell a strawberry a mile away, especially one that has just been picked!" Needless to say, such deviations from the storyline tend to get a lukewarm reception from Mom, particlulary as the eel, shark, Wendigo and Yeti count increases with successive readings.

Tripp said...

JJ:

yes the random book pull is always exciting. The people who actually bought the 1000 book penguin set seem to enjoy this aspect.

B:

Be wary of this reading tactic, as eventually they will demand you repeat the previous night's improv and will become enraged when you cannot repeat it.