Top Ten Tuesday #77 + Teaser Tuesday #38
This week's topic: Top 10 Bookish Problems I Have. Only ten?
- Buying Too Many Books! I think most bookworms have this problem, but I have in excess. You think 10 books a month is a big haul? Oh, honey; that's a small haul for me. On average I usually buy 20 books a month. Now I do get a discount on all the books I buy, but still. I'm trying to cut back because I have a lot of things I'm saving up for: car, school, apartment.
- Alphabetizing Everything. Maybe this is actually due to my OCD more than having worked at a library for nine years, but I've found that my bookish pastimes have made alphabetizing an even stronger instinct than it used to be. Movies, spices - if it can be organized alphabetically I'll do it.
- Buying Bookmarks. It doesn't matter how many I have; I always want another one!
- Shunning Certain Bindings. I'm one of those persnickety people that only likes hardcovers. With a few very rare exceptions, I will not buy a book if it's in paperback. And I hate reading paperbacks. Oddly enough, in only very recent weeks, my intense dislike for paperbacks is getting a little less.
- It Doesn't Match! I like my series to match. I'm not super duper uptight about it, but if I have a choice, I will make sure my series matches.
- Getting To Bed Early? Pshaw! Yeah, I don't know of any bookworm who actually puts a book down when they should and go to sleep. It just doesn't happen. It also doesn't help that I'm a natural night owl. I never get to bed when I should.
- There's Never Enough Space. I'm going to let you all in on a little secret; a secret that will probably make most of you jealous (so please don't come throw bricks through my window). But I actually still have shelf space!! It's running out very fast, but I do still have it - and I haven't even had to purge my shelves yet. No, I don't live in a TARDIS, and yes, I have a LOT of books. 800+ I just happened to take an entire room of the house up and turned it into a library. Even so, this problem certainly applies to my book bag: there's never enough room in my bag!
- Lending. As a rule, I do not lend my books out to people unless I absolutely, implicitly trust them - and they've signed a bajillion agreement and personal responsibility forms. ;-) But in general, I won't lend. This, of course, doesn't keep people from asking. And I always have this moment of sheer panic. Because I don't want to be rude, but how do you tell someone no without making it sound like you don't trust them?
- When The Silence Is Broken. I can read pretty much anywhere, but I of course prefer to have silence. And yet, no one ever seems to understand that when you have a book open in your hands, it's the equivalent to "Silence! No talking! I'm busy! Go away!"
- Spoilers. I'm pretty relaxed about spoilers - for the most part. I won't go seek them out, and I prefer not to hear them, but I won't bite your head off and it won't ruin the entire experience for me. However, please ask me first before blurting out a spoiler!!
- Grab the book you're currently reading.
- Flip to a random page.
- Share 2 teaser sentences from that page!
The streets are empty now. The whole city is silent and still. The whole city might have wound down into nothing, burned away while we were in the shed, and I wouldn't have noticed or cared. The walk home is fuzzy, a dream. He holds my hand the whole way and we stop to kiss twice again in the longest, deepest shadows we can find. Both times I wish the shadows were solid, had weight, and they would fold down around us and bury us there so we could stay like that forever, chest to chest, lip to lip. Both times I feel my chest seize up when he pulls away and takes my hand and we have to start walking again, not kissing, like suddenly I can only breathe correctly when we are. Delirium by Lauren Oliver (pg. 233)