In my house I have an overwhelming pile of books I have bought and not read. Yet.
In the past (and possibly to this day) I have had shopping addictions for makeup, clothes, cheap jewelry and shoes. 871 more words
I’ve just had a flash of literary kinsmanship, a true moment of realisation that I owe to the wonderful Jeanette Winterson, and which will probably reveal itself to be very dangerous for the state of my finances and bookshelves, but here it is: 315 more words
Happy National Book Lover’s Day!
In celebration, I thought I’d pick some favorite book titles to share with you. But, how do you pick favorites when new books are coming out all the time, your old loves are waiting patiently to be picked up again, and still there are 100s and 1,000s of books you’ve never even laid eyes on? 123 more words
So I’ve been home,…
(or what comes closest to home for me at that moment, that is the shared house we’ve had with friends for the past 4 years, which we won’t be able to live in any more by end of august, and in which I’m not even an official room-mate any more, having passed my room to a friend for this last year of acute nomadism. 523 more words