Shopping for Books

If I don't stop shopping for books on amazon, I won't have time to actually read, write about, or even talk about books.

Consumption is its own weird kind of inaction, though I suppose that reading books is its own type of consumption. Reading books, however, is they type of consumption that frequently satisfies. I've noticed a satiated feeling after I've just read something really good. The better it is, the longer it lasts. For instance, after I read Jonathan Strange & Mr. Norrell, I found it hard to even think about reading anthing for awhile. Then, for a plane ride, I unfortunately selected Sabine, a gothy vampire lesbian novel that somehow manages to be strangely non-sensual. The plot drug on, especially for such a short book. Anyway, after Jonathan Strange, it felt like eating stale nachos after having consumed an elegant seven course meal at Le Gourmand not long before. It was so bad that I actually read the in-flight magazine and then left the book in the seat pocket (in hopes that someone overly young, old. or fundamentalist would find it and be shocked.)

So, I'm going to go ahead and place my order. I don't know what I think I'm doing. I have so many books that I need to read. Maybe I should just procrastinate on this order. Yet, I want these books so badly. Part of the order is composed of books I loved in my childhood, including the hauntingly creepy Blackbriar and Susan Cooper's Dark Is Rising sequence, infused with Celtic and Welsh myths and just so very beautiful. I also am getting The Bell Jar as I've never read any Sylvia Plath and have intended to do so for a long time. So I have a huge list of books to read that I may never get to. Is this some sort of mortality-avoidance attempt? You can't take me yet, Death.... I've got so many more books to get through before I can sleep.

And with that I think I will have a short sleep, not the eternal type, hopefully.