Jessica at Quirky Bookworm has a linkup today, and I wasn’t going to participate. I only learned about it yesterday, and I didn’t have time to write a new post for today.
Except before I even finished reading her post I had ideas about my Bookworm Problems, so I *had* to join in.
Some of my biggest #bookwormproblems:
- I get way too emotionally attached to fictional characters. It’s devastating when a series ends and I don’t get to spend time with them any more, and if an author kills a character I love? It’s gut-wrenching, and I live in denial for days or weeks later.
- Crying over a book, and getting caught at it. No, really, it’s just allergies. sniffle
- The realization that I will never never never read all of the books I’d like to.
- Too many books – which to read first? I spend ridiculous amounts of time sorting them and restacking them in “lets read them in this order” arrangements, only to change my mind the next day.
- Moving causes your friends to declare that under no circumstances will they ever help you move again, because apparently they didn’t believe me when I said I owned a lot of books.
- Reading a fabulous book? I want desperately to finish it. Except I don’t want it to end.
- Invariably the book I most want to talk about with someone is one that none of my friends has read.
- Starting a book before realizing it’s a sequel. Which I don’t have. And neither does the library.
- Reaching the holds limit at the library.
- Reaching the checkout limit at the library.
- When I’m desperate to finish a book but life keeps interrupting. Why do my children require food and attention EVERY DAY? Don’t they realize what’s going on in this book???
- Being asked “what’s your favorite book?” That is just an impossible question – how can I possibly pick just ONE?
- Restraining myself from saying “that doesn’t count!” when someone claims to have read the book, when they’ve only seen the movie.
- Counting all the books I currently have out from the library, and realizing that at my current reading pace, it’ll take me months finish them. And knowing that I’ll never last that long without going to the library and getting more books.
- Dealing with the aggravation that the book I most want to read is always upstairs when I’m downstairs. Or downstairs when I’m upstairs. Apparently I need to permanently carry around a tote bag with a selection of books and my reading glasses so I’m ready for any eventuality.