No Reading No Care

No Reading No Care.

Except not completely.

It’s a new high for my reading slump this year. The other difference is that I do not feel as bothered by it. I thought developing an affinity for comic books and graphic novels will offset the lack of novels in my reading progress, but turns out 2017 is just not a reading year for me. And it’s okay.

Of course this desire will never ever go away. As in other pursuits, this feeling taught me that it’s okay to go with what I feel like doing and not stick to what I’ve been accustomed to. What it gives is an opportunity for me to miss the activity and something for me to look forward to doing in the future.

But the itch to buy is another matter. These tweets were in the last 48 hours. I have not sold a lot in my online store yet I’ve been getting more than what I have let go. Which is not new to you, if you’ve been following me long enough.

I can channel my overall indifference into plunging into reading but real life hardly agrees. Thus my wish, which I believe have always been mine, since I became an adult:

 

Top Ten Tuesday (1)

Top Ten Tuesday is an original weekly meme hosted by The Broke and the Bookish.

For this week, we have to list down our top ten bookish confessions.  It’s a perfect way to kick off my TTT participation!  Here are my confessions, in my simplest best:

1.  I do not like deckle-edge pages.  In my entire collection, I only have two, and I bought them because I thought I couldn’t get them for that cheap a price (yep, you got a cheapskate here) – The Sacred Games by Vikram Chandra and Cleopatra: A Life by Stacy Schiff.  In total, I got them for $4, so I really chose money over preference there.  Times are hard! 🙂

2.  I do not own any Harry Potter book.  I have read six books though.  I borrowed ‘Deathly Hallows’ from a friend years ago and it’s still in my TBR pile.
 2.1   I do not own any book in the Hunger Games series but I have read them.
2.2   I have three books out of four in the Twilight series. I liked it the least among the three serials, so I don’t know why I have them and not the other two.

3.  Covering books with plastic is a therapeutic activity for me. I could also say I’m hella good at it. I put importance in cutting the plastic cover to sizes fit for certain books, and balancing tightness versus “breathability” so that the cover won’t be damaged in time. Don’t get me started on my various rolls of tape! I know, I know. 🙂

4.  Most times, I time myself when I read. Weird, I know. Like, I time myself for 15 minutes then count the number of pages I have read. Each time, I’m trying to outdo myself. Depending on the reading material and distractions, I usually don’t outdo my reading performance.  But I get by.

(Please, do not stay away from me.)

5.  I label my books this way: Name, Date of Purchase/Acquisition then at the bottom part of the inner back page, where I got it from. Before, I have simple custom-made Avery labels which says “From the Library of_____” until I saw an old copy of In Cold Blood by Truman Capote in one of those obscure book stalls from graduate school. The cover page says “(name of previous owner), May 1969”.  I was inspired so directly under it I put “my name, October 2007”.  I’ve labeled my books that way ever since.

6.  I love reading but I love it so much that sticking to one book at a time is such a challenge.  I’m not understating.  It mainly has to do with my attention-deficit disorder so, yeah.  Ever wonder why my extensive bookmark collection is serving its purpose well? 🙂

7.  Creased book spines make me sad.  Sometimes, when people return my books and the spine is creased — which it wasn’t when I handed it over — I really feel bad. 😦

8.  I get carried away by books with colorful covers.  Lately, I learned how to let go of pretty covers with stories I don’t dig.

9.  I have a completist tendency.  I buy books of an author even if I haven’t even read a single one of his/her works, or a book in a series. There are some whose books I have read, so that’s fine.  I collected books by James Clavell, Jan Karon, Martin Cruz Smith, Ken Follett, Janet Evanovich, Lee Child, Stephen King, Judith McNaught, Sharyn McCrumb, John Le Carre, Jasper Fforde, Paul Torday, Jodi Picoult,  just to name a few.

10.  I hoard books.  This is nothing new nor interesting to know but I just had to say it.  Friends have equated my book addiction with crack addiction.  I just have to haul one or ten a week.  My TBR pile is insanely huge.  I’m not rich though; my purchasing power could only afford mostly bargain books (another thing, I seem to have a gift, a natural nose, for inexpensive finds!) so I have been able to buy more.

Factor in real-life distractions (work, family, friends, soccer, TV — I watch a LOT of shows) and my very slow reading pace, then that’s why my ratio of books owned:books read is simply mediocre.  I haven’t finished my book list (sorted by year acquired!) but a ballpark estimate would be books owned: 1,100 / books read from that pile: 300.  I also tend to borrow books from friends so I barely touch my own pile.

What about you, what are your bookish confessions?

To read what other TTT participants shared, please click here.