Today in Top Ten Tuesday, the lovely folks over at The Broke and the Bookish ask us to list “Ten Book Related Problems I Have.”
1.) In my life, there is no such thing as a problem caused by books. Books solve all problems, balm all wounds, and are their own justification.
Occasionally book love forces me to look at the world differently in some pragmatic ways (as in: "How can I afford books this month?" and, "I don't think we can move into that apartment; it doesn't have enough space for books"), but these are not problems; these are travails of love.
2.) Ibid.
3.) Ibid.
4.) Ibid.
5.) Ibid.
6.) Ibid.
7.) Ibid.
8.) Ibid.
9.) Ibid.
10.) Ibid.
“What sort of diary should I like mine to be? Something loose-knit and yet not slovenly, so elastic that it will embrace anything, solemn, slight, or beautiful that comes into mind. I should like it to resemble some deep old desk, or capacious hold-all, in which one flings a mass of odds and ends without looking them through.” —Virginia Woolf
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