Drabbles

Too Many Books

I know what you’re thinking – there’s no such thing as too many books, right? Normally, I’d agree with you, except right now I’m reading FOUR of them at one time. I’d drop one or two, but they all have some sort of schedule or deadline.

  1. What my desk is starting to look like.
    What the corner of my desk is starting to look like.

    I have to finish A Conspiracy of Alchemists by Liesel Schwarz by Thursday to discuss it on the podcast.

  2. I have to finish Rhapsody by Elizabeth Haydon by the following Thursday to discuss IT on the podcast. It’s also the book club pick at the Mallorean Tavern.
  3. I really ought to finish Abhorsen by Garth Nix at some point, since it’s a library book and I’ve already renewed it twice.
  4. Still reading Blackout by Mira Grant with the folks over at Mark Reads.

And this is not counting the stack of books sitting to my left at the moment that I want to get started reading. Lola and the Boy Next Door by Stephanie Perkins. Fire by Kristin Cashore. Scarlet by A.C. Gaughen. The Madness Underneath by Maureen Johnson (once I get it back from my mother). And THAT’S not counting the books that I really want to re-read. Like The Perks of Being a Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky. Or The Hunger Games trilogy by Suzanne Collins.

I think I have a problem. But admitting it is the first step, right? Right?