Books! Today I feel like sharing my first and longest love, that will certainly last a lifetime… out loud! Thanks to lovely Amanda for hosting our ramblings
I started reading when I was 5 years old and quickly became a bibliophile. I am hoarding books. I know nobody with as many books as I have besides maybe my father-in-law. Though he is able to trash books or donate them or whatever you do with unloved books but I don’t. Maybe because I love them all. I have 5 Ikea Billy bookshelves and in almost all of them the books are filled to capacity which means arranged in two rows. I don’t have a system anybody but me understands because they are arranged by personal value. I value all books but I value some stories more than others.
The real thing
I love opening a new book. I love to be the first to crack the binding and I love to inhale this fantastic scent only new books emit. That’s why I would never buy a kindle or any other kind of electronic reader. Okay now I say never but who knows what happens in x+ years with all the trees… but you get the point. A book is a book and half of the fun it the book itself!
My current Treasure
I am currently reading Shadow of Night the second book of the All Souls Trilogy. It’s one of those book that leaves a strange feeling of ambivalence in me. I am utterly torn between the wish to read it very fast as it’s well written, interesting and I WANT TO KNOW HOW THE STORY ENDS!!!!!! and on the other hand the desperate wish to keep the story going as long as possible. There are few books that make me feel this way. It’s a sad thing when a good story ends. And I am always reluctant to let go another universe and newfound friends. #problemsonlybookloversunderstand
If you love books,
you’ll love this buzzfeed!
Sometimes when a book is over I am not a nice person to be around. Sometimes finishing a book is like losing a friend and I’ve more than once finished a book and right away started it again from the beginning.
I have inherited books, I have second-hand books and I have a holy lot of new bought books but my curiosity it my copy of “The world according to Garp” by John Irving which was new when I bought it but seriously looks at least 50 years old. I’ve read it so many times that the pages have thinned and turned yellow-ish. I literally loved it to pieces.
When I enter a bookstore I forget the world outside. That’s why I make sure that I go alone. I once told Stefan to meet me in 10 minutes at Waterstone’s at Piccadilly Circus and showed up 45 minutes later utterly convinced I was away only 5 minutes. I am also known for having conversations whilst reading I don’t remember later. My perfect alone time involves me in a bookstore, a pile of books, a coffee, no distraction and no further appointments. That’s bliss to me!
And if nothing else convinces…
Now I desperately want to curl up on my sofa. Well done, Juli! Luckily the weekend is close!
Have a nice Thursday!