Well, dayumm.

You may have said to yourself, “self, I seem to remember that Ealasaid has a bunch of unread books. I wonder how she’s doing on making her way through them?”
Well, here’s the answer. I got a new bookshelf today and am using it for my unread books collection. Here it is:
Unread books
That doesn’t include the books in my bedroom (about 4, I think) or the half dozen or so unread books over on my religious/metaphysical bookshelf. Yeesh.
OK, that’s it. No more buying unread books, even with my fancy schmancy credits from my Borders credit card. NO MORE. Not until I’ve read at least half the books on that shelf (measured by shelf space, since I really haven’t the heart to count ’em). When that bookcase is down to only three shelves of books, I can buy new books.

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2 Responses to Well, dayumm.

  1. Jennifer says:

    Not to be grim… but I said the same thing once. My will power was not enough. And I, too, need another bookcase.
    Good luck, Ealasaid! Do not fall into the same trap I did! Just say no!

  2. Wordman says:

    Just rented The Libertine for home viewing, and then read your honors thesis in preparation. Just wanted to let you know I enjoyed your thesis. Was wondering what you thought of the movie?
    A newspaper editor and bemused member of the Woodstock generation