I am an avid reader.
I am an even more avid book buyer. I vaguely remember when I would buy a book, read it, then buy another one. Last time I did that was probably when I was about 14. I now read or hear about a book, buy it and plan to read it sometime soon.
The upshot of this little collecting habit is that I now have 746 unread books in my possession. Yes, 746. I counted them. It was frightening.
What is even more frightening is that I haven’t counted the unread books that are packed away in boxes in the attic and have been since we moved house, 13 YEARS AGO. Nor have I counted the books that belonged to my father that have been in storage for the last TWO YEARS. Plus, I haven’t factored in books of my husband’s that I’ve been meaning to read as well. But 746 books are what I own and can currently get my hands on.
In the last year I read 36 books. Continuing at this, let’s face it, not very inspiring rate, means it will take me 20.72 years to read everything I have in the house. I’ll be 63. Bloody hell.
It’s time to stop buying. So I’m setting myself a challenge. I won’t buy anymore books until I have read the 746. I’m not sure I can do it, but I’ll give it a go and I’ll record each one I read.