This is unashamedly a procrastination post. I am not ready to start writing yet, so I thought I’d post about my latest stalling activity: ‘Compiling a List of Books I Haven’t Read Yet’.
Many people have a list of books they want to read, hence the popular 1001 books you must read before you die. I am sure that one of my friends, Sarah, has one, she’s always telling me how she wants to read this book and that author.
I have a list. I have a pile that’s growing exponentially, possibly metastatically, at a rate faster than I can read:
They’re not usually in a pile. The books are scattered round the house, on various bookshelves and window sills, but procrastination-happy me decided to gather them altogether for a group shot.
Yeah. I really don’t need any more books. I really should be writing. Or reading. Whatever.