I have the same attitude towards books as I have towards projects: I start too many at the same time.
The difference is that with books, at least I tend to finish them.
At the moment I have a pile of books on the coffee table in the living room, another pile on my side table in the bedroom, and a few on my work table.
And don’t let me start on the ones on the Kindle application on my iPhone. (I decided against buying a proper Kindle, I can’t cope with having too many devices, I prefer to have just one that does it all).
I have been devouring the written word.
I have always been an avid reader, but sometimes it gets ridiculous. Like now.
I’m reading about writing, about psychology, art, art criticism, and of course, novels and short stories.
I move from one book to another, wishing that I could read them all at once, while managing to actually absorb and understand what I’m reading. And, worst of all, I can’t stop buying books!
That has always been one of my vices
…If buying too many books can count as a vice. Okay, maybe not a vice, but definitely and addiction.
When I came back from Australia, after living there for 7 years, I had to pay the equivalent of another plan ticket, just to take with me all the books that I had accumulated. And then when I moved to London, I tried not to repeat the same story, and started borrowing them from the local library. But that didn’t last long.
The thing with books is not just about reading
I love books as objects, and I love collecting them.That’s why, as much as I find the all Kindle idea very useful, I will keep buying printed books. As long as they keep getting printed of course.
