The other day I was reading Nick Hornby's "Polysyllabic Spree" and in the first chapter, Nick Hornby defends the fact that maybe he buys too many books that he understands that he really does not have enough time to read all of them. That's what I feel like right now. I buy so many books. Or, the right statement for it is: I Hoard Too Many Books.
If I pile the uncovered ones, I can build a small tent for a child. If it rains, can she use the words to protect her?
Of all the books I buy, I probably only finish three of five.
Some are left with earmarks reminding me that I have yet to finish the pages. Some are exhaustively complained about, "What the fuck are you talking about?" i ask my books. Some, I have not even opened, save for the name I write on my books when I get them. I have only liked a few books and I have always had this feeling that I read too little or that I do not read enough.
I identify myself as a reader more than as a "writer." I shudder at those people who have such courage to claim themselves such.
P.S. I am writing this excitedly because tomorrow I am going to host a one-woman party of me covering some of my books.