The longer I hang around Twitter and other writers' blogs, the longer my To-Read list gets. I'm excited about that because it's so much easier to know what you're looking for at the bookstore or library than it is to browse the exposed spines of books hoping for something to call to you.
As I look for some of these titles, though, I find that some of the books with "buzz" haven't made it to my library yet. At first, I was really heartbroken. Then, I remembered that I am gainfully employed and in possession of two fingers, a working knowledge of the internet and a valid mailing address. Enter Barnes & Noble (before the Common Sense debacle*.)
I flinched a bit when I started adding books to my shopping cart. It's rare for me to buy new books--a hangover from my childhood in poverty. But then it occurred to me:
I expect people to do this for me some day. How can I possibly ask the consumer public to shell out their hard-earned dollars for my books someday, when I'm hesitant to do it myself?
So, I have a belated New Year's Resolution: Buy at least one brand-spanking new book per month. It's a small thing, but it's something I can do easily. And just think of all the happiness I'm giving myself.
Sidenote: when my package arrived from Barnes & Noble, I almost wet myself with joy. Here's what I ordered:
(Click the authors' names to be instantly transported to their websites, where you might be able to put a hat on a cow. Trust me. It's like magic! Or, the Internet, which is kind of the same to me.)
BREAK by Hannah Moskowitz
DIRTY LITTLE SECRETS by C.J. Omololu
GOING BOVINE by Libba Bray
Woo, I'm so excited! Reading heaven!
What's the last book you bought? Should I read it?
* Thank you, Meg Cabot, for inciting a riot and standing up for freedom to read!