I have decided my addiction for acquiring books has had to be quashed to a certain degree. Fuel is expensive and pennies are hiding in the piggy bank and refusing to escape! I am not buying new books, or secondhand books and I’ve even slowed down my swap rate as postage is expensive too.
I am very grateful for libraries at the moment, such wonderful places to browse. The silly thing is that I have a pile of books to be read and I don’t really NEED any more at the moment, but my addiction says I must have an occasional new book in the house. Also I may not even have the time to read the library books and then how stupid I feel when they must go back unread. Oh well such is life!
I seem to be having a faze of reading memoirs at the moment and have been thoroughly enjoying them. I’m presently reading: If I Am Missing or Dead: A Sister’s Story of Love, Murder, and Liberation by Janine Latus. I don’t feel I’m really into the book yet as it has been concentrating on Janine’s & Amy’s childhood and their relationship with their father who is decidely creepy and seems to view women only through one type of spectacles. It’s an easy read, but I imagine it will be harrowing in places.