We all know the struggle.
We buy books, more books than we could ever read in a lifetime. And we want even more.
Maybe you can read about 5-10 books per month like me, and surely you also buy more books than that in a year!
I have about 100 books here that I haven’t read, but I keep buying new releases ( I mean I just have to have the new book of my favorite author ) and every time I do this, I hear my shelves crying.
And I know.
I am guilty.
I have an addiction and I will never be cured. I take the last money I have (for food, university, my car), I don’t care, and I buy books from it 😂 I buy books on the airport, at kings cross, in my holidays and my hometown, in cafes and at art exhibitions and even urban outfitters. I am so damn guilty I can’t even deny it anymore. I set myself book buying bans and guess what? I trick myself to buy books nonetheless – like – I NEED THIS BOOK 😂
But the real problem is not buying new books – but never starting or finishing the ones I already have! Let’s do some math. I buy about twenty books per month, but only manage to read about 10-15 in a good month. And that for three years. That leaves us with minimum 100-150 books I haven’t read yet while buying new ones. That’s a word isn’t it?
It’s a destiny all of us bookworms have and sometimes it’s killing me, because I imagine reading one book with one eye each to finally manage to kill my tbr pile 😂 I guess it would be the greatest super power of all for me ⭐️
And then there is this big NEED to finish books instead of taking part in a social life, or watching tv or even sleep. I mean – who needs sleep when your favorite book characters is about to die??? 💁🏼♀️ not me for sure! But to be true – I would have to minimize my sleep to 2 hours per night to get through my tbr pile for now. I guess there are a million super organized bookworms out there, but I am not one of them and I will probably never belong to the team 😀