With the advent of the internet and book blogs, I've changed the way I find and choose books to read. I found myself making so many notes of books I saw mentioned online that I eventually made a consolidated list. I try to get the books from the library when I can; I'll order them or get them at a bookstore otherwise.
The list is long, about 200
books. I've read scores of them, but of course I keep adding to the
list. Even when I tell myself firmly that's enough for a while; I won't
add more until I get through some of what's already there. But then an
irresistible new title comes to my attention--a favorite author's
brand-new release, a friend's book, a sequel to something I loved, a
memoir that speaks to my current situation--and on the list it goes.
fun to have a list of anticipated reads all ready, to never be at loose
ends wondering what to read next. I like the process of choosing the
next armload from the library, checking them off on the hold list, and
picking them up when they're ready. I like having books delivered to my
But I do miss the days of wandering through bookstores
or libraries, choosing books at random, finding something in front of me
that I might not have found otherwise. And in the past month, I treated
myself to browsing sessions, one at the library and two at local
bookstores. I came home with books that weren't on my list.
I'm not going to live solely by the list. Sometimes it's fun to wander, to say to the bookshelves, "Surprise me."