Sam Jordison's blog post on the tyranny of the to-read pile, the books you own and sincerely mean to read (one day .... but somehow just never get round to) had me laughing even while nodding in agreement. Loved this :
Bibliophiles everywhere will be only too well acquainted with the demons of guilt and shame that such explorations would conjure. The to-read pile is more than just a physical stack of books: it's a tower of ambitions failed, hopes unrealised, good intentions unfulfilled. Worse still, it's a cold hard reminder of mortality. Already, I have intentions to read more books than I can hope to manage in a normal lifetime. How will this pile of books taunt me when I'm 64?Jordison was responding to this challenge on the Bookninja blog - :
Try it yourself and see how many pitiful excuses you can find for not reading a book you own.- as did Cynthia Crossen in the Wall Street Journal whose musings Jordison decries as :
... a catalogue of pathetic excuses ...I'm off to comb my own shelves now and to see what feeble reasons of my own I can think up for not reading the plenty that is there already!
Maybe a New Year's resolution should be to join the TBR Challenge again!