Tuesday, January 31, 2012

A book problem.

So here's my problem. There are too many books around me that need to be read.


Yes, need.  I need to read them all.  Right now.

I don't usually let them pile up like this because I start to get kind of anxious about getting through all of them and it starts to feel like summer reading.  I usually only let myself read one physical book and listen to one audio book at a time or I start to feel overwhelmed.  I had good intentions, but somehow I landed myself in this space where I'm simultaneously reading like three different things and I've got another nine billion standing there, tapping their toes at me.  Of course I have time and brain cells to be reading only about 1 thing at a time.


So anyway, here's what I've got going all at once in Book Town.  Try not to laugh.

First of all, I accepted failure this afternoon and I returned Zadie Smith's White Teeth to the library.  I just can't make myself like that book, and no amount of personal pep-talking is going to get me through it.  So for the record, I bowed out at about page 200.  If I really decide I want to go back and finish that sucker, it's still on my Audible account.  Or I could check it out again.  But I was not feelin' it.  The good girl part of me (that part is about 98% of me, if you're wondering) feels really bad about not finishing something, and the only other book I couldn't finish in recent history was The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo... but I'm trying to tell myself it's going to be fine and they don't hand out Incompletes in life.

I've still got a little less than two hours of Tom Rachman's The Imperfectionists to listen to.  That book, I like.  But most of what I've listened to, I've listened to in the dentist's office this winter, so when I tried to play it at the gym on Monday, it made me feel all heeby jeeby.  I will hopefully finish this one in the next few weeks, and I can say that it's been enjoyable.  But I'd be glad to finish it up soon.

I started listening to Haruki Murakami's What I Talk About When I Talk About Running Monday morning.  I really like it.  I don't know why I started another audio book when I wasn't finished with the one before; I have no excuses for myself.  I think since it's a short little book I figured it couldn't hurt anything too bad.

A while ago when I was stuck somewhere with my Kindle, which is mostly full of books I've already read but also full of (free) classics I should read for the first time or read again, I started reading Pride and Prejudice.  I've strayed from Austen lately (got tired of listening to 18 year olds talk about Mr. Darcy) and I thought it might be nice to go back and rediscover this little gem.  I'd like to conquer the nagging association I have with bad AP English 12 presentations and this book.  And bad AP English 12 essays and this book.  And bad AP English 12 literary analysis and this book.  So I started reading that and I'm, like, 50 pages in.  I'm just trying to read it for pleasure and so far that's going okay.  I'm hoping to be reconverted to Austenism by the time I finish.

Surprisingly, I don't have any Kindle library books on my Kindle right now.  There was a weird screw-up with my card number and I missed a couple of my books when they came up.  I think I'm on the waiting list for about 42 things but none of them have been available lately.

BUT... I couldn't help myself when I took the monkeys to the library today and I saw Karen Russel's Swamplandia and Steve Martin's (yes, that Steve Martin) An Object of Beauty just sitting there on the "new books" shelf.  WANT.  So I checked those suckers out.  Why?  Because obviously I have hours and hours of free time to lay around reading things that are due by February 20th or I will pay a fine, thank you very much.  Three cheers for kickin' it old school with books with pages.  Sigh.

Oh, and did I mention that last night E downloaded Lamb and he's been laughing so hard ever since that he says I have to read it?  Yeah.  Add that one to the list, too.  And Middlesex?  I've been wanting to read that for a while.  I scored a copy at a used bookstore for my classroom, then I promptly brought it home because I thought hey, I should read this.  Same goes for East of Eden.

See? I have a book problem.  That's just the list of books I physically have access to at this moment.  Forget about all the others on my "want to read" list.  Sheesh.


  1. I just started reading middle sex too, I've had it for so long and am finally attempting it, but it's so long! In not sure I'll ever finish.

  2. white teeth is apparently written for people who get their PHD's in victorian literature, full of obscure references and esoteric nuances. at least that's what my friend Dr. Kellie Holzer told me when i confessed shamefacedly that i couldn't even get through the first 20 pages much less 200. i'm a fan of quitting actually even if my favorite quote is 'i'm no quitter' uttered by johnny depp when asked why he still smokes.