I still have my first one in the hopes I can one day repair it and wear it again. I wore out the shoulder seams because I wore it so much. My winter coat now is this big fluffy thing that makes me feel like a trash bag. But I'm a cute trash bag, so that's all that matters. The only things I've bought recently are vegetables and fake cheese. I have to put a stop on buying books for a while because I need to save my little pennies for a down payment on a house. I am going to get a French press today, however, because while I can't drink coffee, I miss the bitter darkness of the flavor of it, so I bought some chicory to see if that will help me reclaim that lost sense of drinking the souls of the damned.
The little fob thing bottom right of picture is a 'find your keys by whistling' thing, but it responds to any sound, not just a whistle, so how now gone out the window (literally).
I have stopped now, but not before I amassed a stupid quantity of the things. It wouldn’t be so bad if I actually read the things but I don’t. Of all the books littering my place I reckon I’ve read maybe 15% - if that.
I know. Book buying was a bit of an obsession. It wasn't so bad that I would buy books I had no interest in. No, I always bought/collected books with the healthiest of intentions before tossing them to one side knowing full well, in my heart of hearts, they'd never get read. Truth be known, reading feels like a chore to me.
It's good to have a library of books even if you read only some of them. Their presence is both soothing and enlightening. I have a ton of books I haven't read, too, and it's fun to grab something from the shelves and just dip in here and there, looking for a voice that sings to you at that moment. Those books are not a heap of litter that surrounds you; they're a diamond mine.
Very good way of looking at it, @minstrel, and I do agree. In fact I do just that - dip into them for inspiration... or at least I did when I was writing.
I recently bought a new book which so far has been a good read, though I thought the beginning was a little slow.
Having a reference library that you know is underrated. I have a study which has a wall pretty much covered floor to ceiling by bookcases. I can refer to so many things, and not just facts. Sure, I can check up on the dates King John crossed the Wash in 1216, or the mechanics of a spinning jenny, but I can also check style and substance. How does Alastair Reynolds do that? What point of view was that from? Does it work? Add to that, a home without books is a home without a soul. Books are the window into worlds we would otherwise never be able to grasp, from the reality of our own past to imagined futures. Books shed light on who we really are.
Well put! And very true. Thanks for making this necessary statement, and for planting your flag so firmly on the side of the personal library!
A twelve pack of Sam Adams: Sam '76, and a mechanics stool for my drum kit, which I still need to put together.
Haven't bought it yet, but I got my eye on a mid 80s Telecaster at the local guitar shop. They've got some crazzzzyyyy shit! $20K and $30K strats and Les Pauls from the 60s. Like, an entire wall of them. And vintage amps that cost more than a Corolla. Not sure who buys those, but God bless them.
I would, but I have to figure out how to record it first since it is all digital now. Still sorting that bit out.
