As a blogger, you're given books. A lot. Average-person-reviews are the new newspaper critic (good lord, why) and so publishers are totally fine sending out copies of their books to people with any kind of established presence in the hopes – I assume, based on my own experience – that they will write a capslock-filled, gif-laden post about the wonders of those books. That's fair.
SO WHY AM I BUYING SO MANY BOOKS.
In the past week I have purchased:
These two on a date that went immensely south, but LOVE PASSES, BOOKS ALONE REMAIN. (...that's the quote, right?) Then the following SIX YES SIX at Chicago's own Open Books's half-off sale. I mean. Look. They're used books already, and then they were half-off. What did you want me to do – not buy any? That's INSANE.
When I found myself trotting around the store with 6 books piled in my arms, I announced to my queer women discussion group that was also roaming around that I was cutting myself off and going home. In my defense, I'd been eyeing Century of Struggle for quite some time because Frances Willard AND Frances Ellen Watkins Harper are right there on the cover but I couldn't bring myself to pay $7 for something I knew I wouldn't get to for years. But $3.50? Absolutely.
I'm currently reading Lindy West's Shrill, Colleen Oakes's The Queen of Hearts, and John Stuart Mill's The Subjection of Women, so I will get to the above approximately never.
SO WHY AM I BUYING SO MANY BOOKS.
In the past week I have purchased:
These two on a date that went immensely south, but LOVE PASSES, BOOKS ALONE REMAIN. (...that's the quote, right?) Then the following SIX YES SIX at Chicago's own Open Books's half-off sale. I mean. Look. They're used books already, and then they were half-off. What did you want me to do – not buy any? That's INSANE.
When I found myself trotting around the store with 6 books piled in my arms, I announced to my queer women discussion group that was also roaming around that I was cutting myself off and going home. In my defense, I'd been eyeing Century of Struggle for quite some time because Frances Willard AND Frances Ellen Watkins Harper are right there on the cover but I couldn't bring myself to pay $7 for something I knew I wouldn't get to for years. But $3.50? Absolutely.
I'm currently reading Lindy West's Shrill, Colleen Oakes's The Queen of Hearts, and John Stuart Mill's The Subjection of Women, so I will get to the above approximately never.
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