I don’t have time to finish reading anything, lately. Before DH came home, I was sleeping with a pile of four books that I desperately wanted (still want) to read. I’d read a page or two, but after a fifteen hour day, no story could keep me up.
DH took all the books that I’d stuffed on his side of the bed and in his nightstand and shoved them on my shelves, so the other night I desperately wanted one. It took me an hour to find it, and then I suddenly had to read John le Carre. (His books and I have a bizarre relationship. I would say I don’t like his writing style or the way he tells a story, but obviously I very much do because I can’t put him down. Unless it’s the first seven chapters of one of his slow-starters. Still, his writing somehow irritates me, rides some weird nerve I have. It’s just ... crazy. But I respect that he can make me crazy, LOL.)
And every day I go to Borders, I grab a copy of The Reincarnationist. I want to read it, but it just sits there keeping me company, because I’m behind on my writing. I touch it. I open it and read a page. Or I just stare at the cover, wishing I could write as well.
But The Reincarnationist appears to be flying off the shelves, if my local Borders is any indication. It came out, what, a week ago? They had a big stack on the front table, but within a couple days they only had one left. They found (ordered?) two more, so there were three on the shelves. Now there’s one.
So I’m trying to imagine how I could get them to order more. "Um, no, I can’t buy one until October, maybe November. Maybe not until December, but, um, yes, I think you should order more. No, not for me, just a bunch for your shelves. See, look, you had eight or ten or twelve last week, and in one week you’ve sold all but one. Don’t you think you need more to fill the empty spots on the shelf? This is the next DaVinci Code ... you’re gonna want people to see it on the shelves, because they’re gonna buy it once they pick it up and look at it."
They’d look at me like I had two heads. Me, a customer, trying to tell them how to run their business. Right?
Maybe I’ll just carry it over around the reference desk, say hi, and get to talking. Then casually insert into the conversation, "Wow, this has just flown off the shelves since last week, hasn’t it? There’s only one left! Have you heard? I hear it’s going to be the next DaVinci Code, but much better. It’s too bad it sold so quickly that it was only on the front table for a day or two. People would love to discover this book!"
Um, but, another problem is that I’ve all but lost my voice. So it would come out in weird squeaks with syllables missing, LOL.
It seems books are my security blankets, lately. Without the time to read them, I’m carrying them around everywhere, holding them, piling them up, and even sleeping with them. The only thing I’m not doing is finishing them.
Do you ever go through weird periods like this? What are you reading, now? Or, if you’re having a phase like me, what book (books?) do you wish you had time to read right now?