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Jan. 13th, 2008 07:54 pmDo you get attached to books? By which I mean physically attached?
I recently read Cormac McCarthy's The Road. It's very short and I read it through in about two days. It's grueling and I was happy to finish it. But it had that weird delayed reaction effect on me that I sometimes get, where there were parts of it that I felt compelled to go back to again and again. I officially finished reading it about three weeks ago but it was still out on the coffee table and I've been reading my favorite parts every day.
So my next door neighbor invited me to dinner and she actually brought the book up because a friend of hers read it and found it so appalling she couldn't finish it. I made the mistake of saying that I had just read it and then...before I could stop...I had to lend it to her! She asked me for it! What could I say? She'd just fed me dinner for crying out loud!!
She just walked out of her with my book. My obsessively-read-a-little-bit-every-day book! I fibbed and told her I needed it back by the weekend because I'd promised it to someone else. LIAR. But you know how it is with books...you lend them out, you never get them back! I loaned this same person my heavily highlighted and tabbed copy of Tolkien's Letters and I've never gotten that back! And now she's taken my book! My book!! My precious!!!
I recently read Cormac McCarthy's The Road. It's very short and I read it through in about two days. It's grueling and I was happy to finish it. But it had that weird delayed reaction effect on me that I sometimes get, where there were parts of it that I felt compelled to go back to again and again. I officially finished reading it about three weeks ago but it was still out on the coffee table and I've been reading my favorite parts every day.
So my next door neighbor invited me to dinner and she actually brought the book up because a friend of hers read it and found it so appalling she couldn't finish it. I made the mistake of saying that I had just read it and then...before I could stop...I had to lend it to her! She asked me for it! What could I say? She'd just fed me dinner for crying out loud!!
She just walked out of her with my book. My obsessively-read-a-little-bit-every-day book! I fibbed and told her I needed it back by the weekend because I'd promised it to someone else. LIAR. But you know how it is with books...you lend them out, you never get them back! I loaned this same person my heavily highlighted and tabbed copy of Tolkien's Letters and I've never gotten that back! And now she's taken my book! My book!! My precious!!!
