So my book buying ban lasted, what, a week?
Not only have I raided my local bookshop, City Books, I’ve also bought three books from the shop that shall not be named.
It all started with Never Let Me Go. My friend read and loved it, and Ishiguro has been in the news due to his new book release. So I went to City Books for Never Let Me Go…. and came out with Never Let Me Go, Howards End and six Little Black Classics.
- Circe and the Cyclops by Homer
- Miss Brill by Katherin Mansfield
- How Much Land Does a Man Need? by Leo Tolstoy
- The Great Fire of London by Samuel Pepys
- The Night is Darkening Round Me by Emily Brontë
- Anthem For Doomed Youth by Wilfred Owen
I’ve only read Homer thus far, and frankly I’m nervous about reading the other five in fear of the repercussions. After reading Homer, I bought The Odyssey, Medea and other plays by Euripides, and The Histories by Herodotus.
I have a problem….
And I’ve decided to embrace it. Who cares if I have more books than space, more unread than is ‘necessary’; books make me happy and I’m bored of feeling guilty.