I’m starting to think my love of books may be giving my dog a complex.
I’m a book, okay? Now will you pet me?
Until he starts damaging books, I’m not going to discourage him. It’s pretty darned cute, and it seems to be his absolute new favorite place to sleep. He’s a good boy.
They say the first step is admitting you have a problem. Of course, it doesn’t do much good if you’re unable, or unwilling, to move beyond step one. I’m not proud of myself. Oh, wait…yes I am!
The craving struck me this morning, as it often does, to go book shopping. Naturally, I gave in immediately. This is the result.
Believe it or not, this is me practicing restraint. There were easily three or four more books I could have walked out with, but I didn’t. The books I chose, of course, were not only necessary, but perfectly justified. (shut up)
I’ve been eagerly awaiting The Domino Men since reading The Somnambulist. I’m contractually obligated to support my fellow Canadians, plus I resisted buying The Mystery of Grace in hardcover, so that means I deserve it now that it’s in paperback. This is The Very Best of Fantasy and Science Fiction. The. Very. Best. Enough said. Not only is The Best Horror of the Year 2 also The Best, it’s edited by Ellen Datlow, which makes it required reading. So there. (shut up)
And speaking of The Best Horror of the Year, Ms. Datlow was kind enough to give a shout-out to “A Mouse Ran Up the Clock” in her yearly summation. Woohoo!
I have a problem. I’m fully willing to admit I have a problem. I will not even pretend that I can stop anytime I want. I’m addicted to buying books.
As a result of my addiction, my bookshelves tend to fill up pretty quickly, so I spent the past weekend assembling four new bookshelves. For comparison purposes, here are the old shelves, full to over-flowing.
The results of shopping with a holiday gift card (thanks, Mom!)
Restraint is not so much a thing I’m capable of - evidenced by the fact that this is only round one of the book shopping! Mmm, books.