God, I have a lot of books to read. And review.
Right now I have a bookshelf -- a half-size Billy bookcase from Ikea, to
be specific -- devoted mostly to the books I blog about. The bottom shelf is crammed (literally
crammed, books are sideways, stacked, and stuffed in there) with books
teetering on the edge threatening to overflow onto the floor. And all of them need to be read. L Sad face is sad because she doesn’t have
enough time in the day, week, or year.
But that one shelf isn’t all of them as there are
more on the next shelf up. Not the whole
shelf is completely filled books to be read and it isn’t nearly at haphazardly
filed as the bottom shelf. The rest of
that shelf is books I’ve read and either reviewed or never going to
review. Last but not least is the top
shelf -- my real horror. This shelf is
reserved for the books I’ve read and pending a review. For the first few months of blogging, I was
pretty good at keeping up with reviews.
I don’t know what changed (I think I got bit by a lazy bug), but now my
to-review stack is… well… embarrassing and overwhelming.
…and I don’t even want
to think about my eReader. O_O
I know I’m not the only one with overflowing
bookshelves, so tell me about yours in comments!
Toadstool-ingly yours,
PS: The
saddest thing about this post is that I’m procrastinating and was right in the
middle of writing a review when I began typing this.
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