What books do you have next to your bed right now? How about other places in the house? What are you reading?
This item comes late today because the answer isn’t that easy. It’s more a matter of numbers. My bed not onlyhas two small headboard shelves, there’s a small bookcase next to it. This generally holds the TBR books so between the two there’s enough that I don’t want to bore people with a list of titles. Suffice it to say that as of this posting there’s 57 books bedside.
Aside from the large bookshelves scattered throughout the house, there is also a bookshelf next to the chair in our front room that I usually read in. It tends to contain library books or newer books I
intend hope to get to in the near future. It also usually contains the book I am currently reading, which is now Hans Fallada’s Wolf Among Wolves. Currently, there’s 17 books on those shelves, along with a variety of magazines.
Now particularly in light of my last post about reading challenges, this could be an appropriate time to whine about the number of books again far exceeding the amount of time available for reading. But I decided that I shouldn’t really complain given that the complete review‘s Michael Orthofer noted on the site’s blog that “3607 days passed between the time I received a review copy of [Mongo Beti’s The Story of the Madman] and when I finally got around to reviewing it.”
Thanks, Michael. Now I don’t feel quite so bad about all those books waiting for me. I’m hoping it won’t take me nearly 10 years to get through them. Then again, you never know, you know?
A bibliophile of little means is likely to suffer often.
Pablo Neruda, Memoirs