Tuesday, June 17, 2008

Confession



Hello, my name is Mary, and I am an addict. I'm addicted to books. I lose sleep, I put off things I should be getting done to read a few more pages, and find myself putting the book down after a few more chapters.

When I know a book is due to arrive in the mail, my heart beats a little bit faster when I see the mail truck. If the book is in the mailbox I dance a little jig. If it's not, I am disappointed.

When I visit people's homes, I am drawn to their bookcases. I stand there, head cocked, scanning titles. I ask to borrow books without even thinking about it. I exclaim over books I've read and start a discussion about them.

It's sick, I know, but I don't know how to stop.

6 comments:

Jenn said...

Hi Mary! I am a book addict too, I have been known to sneak read at work, stay up all night, and ignore my family to finish a book.

Caroline said...

Mary,

Well, it's not exactly sick and then again maybe it is :-) I love to read too so I can't fault ya one bit. Have you ever picked up a book and said I can't read this anymore because it sucks?

stamperdad said...

As a fellow book addict with very similar symptoms I hope I never stop. It is way too much fun.

Steve

rosemerry said...

I have to buy more bookcases. My books are taking over the TV stand and my DVD shelf. They are all over the floor as well. When I get my own house I'm going to have a room for books. Wait I think that's a library.

Suzanne Lilly said...

But Rosemerry, a houseful of books stacked everywhere is what makes it home!

Elrena said...

Oh, I am exactly the same way. I was actually doing the pouty thing at the mailbox just today, here's hoping for tomorrow....