So, you’re probably going to find this a little strange… but I am abstaining from buying any more books. The long and the short of it is that I need to save the money and I need a hammer and chisel just to get a book out of my bookcase.
I’ve been saving money up for father’s day, on the 20th of this month to take my Dad out for a meal. We went to Brighton last month to meet my sister and had a meal in this fantastic sushi restaurant called Yo Sushi, only to find one has actually opened up nearby so that’s where I’m going to take him. It’s going to be expensive but I don’t care.
The space problem however, is the thorn in my toe. I have 417 books in my bookcase unread. I am a little obsessed with my TBR pile. One part of me thinks I really should try to have more read then unread, that I don’t need any more books. And the other half of me likes to cultivate this little TBR into a fully grown monster.
Is there anything better then walking into your room knowing you have all of these books yet to read? That’s a rhetorical question, of course there isn’t. Sometimes I look at them and feel my heart swell a little because it is exciting. There are hidden treasures amongst that 417, the hidden gems: books that are so magnificent, they transcend all my other books put together. Will I find a book I love more then I Capture the Castle or Shogun?
I haven’t bought a book in… three weeks. This is probably a first for me in a long time. For months I was having a slow trickle of books seep into my bookshelf, mostly from charities and second hand hops. Then I discovered The Book Depository and developed Random Clicking Disease (hearby known as RCD) where I went around clicking on “Buy” and then “Proceed”. Then every few days a week, for a whole month I was receiving glorious little white packages through my letter box.
I have also developed a slight taste for certain types of books. I’m British, but I love books that come from the USA they are much nicer to feel, to touch and to smell. For example, I love Modern Library paperbacks which are available here but we don’t have a very big selection. Now thanks to Book Depository I find it much easier to buy the edition I want.
My copy of Any Human Heart is the “Vintage International” edition from the USA.
(Left hand side is the American edition I have, right side the British)
Which do you prefer? Personally I think the cover of the American edition is much more suitable to the story then the British one which doesn’t give me a feel of the book at all. The protagonist Logan is a writer who often wrote articles for newspapers and magazines – and took a great interest in the art world. (Look closely and you’ll see that not only is the American edition in the style of an oil paining, but is also on an easel). Whereas the English version… what does that tell you apart from the time setting and that lots of people are in a rush crossing the road with umbrella's?
Anyway, I see this blog post is getting massively derailed, by myself of course. I’m sorry, I cannot help it when I start musing over books I just tend to get a bit carried away.
My 417 books I think have addled my brain a bit. My point was actually that my book obsession, that has funded my 417 full bookcase has actually reached new levels, in that I’m now purposefully hunting down books by their edition and how soft and beautiful their pages are.
Surely, a book is a book right? It is not as if I am buying myself a hardback as I only tend to buy paperbacks. The fact is, and I admit it myself: I’m obsessed.
I love books from Vintage with their red spines and prefer Oxford World Classics with their white spines over Penguin Classics black.
As I was saying, my self-induced book ban – it’s difficult. I find myself having nightmares that I keep getting the wrong books through the post and not the ones I wanted. Or I dream I will never find another book ever again – they’ve all disappeared or something along that vein.
So this means no In My Mailbox memes from The Story Siren for me. My wish list, however, is currently growing and growing and growing. I just hope that when I finally do cave in (not that I will of course) I don’t have a sudden attack of RCD and buy everything on my Book Depository wish list.
It doesn’t help that I keep finding books I haven’t included in my catalogue over at Goodreads and in my handy Excel spreadsheet (more about that obsession later). So of course that number never seems to go down it just goes up and up and up and I’m not even buying any books! It’s chronic.