Just a short note to of anguish. I’m looking at my library and realized that I have a ton of books that are all so interesting and screaming to be read. However, deep within myself I know I can’t possibly finish reading them all anytime soon.
This isn’t so bad if I knew I’ll get to them sooner or later. However, I know I’m devoting all my free time to a personal project, and that means I’m reluctant to get sucked into a book right now. So it’s later.
But the books on offer! So tempting…
The Once and Future King. The God of Small Things. Pompeii. State of Fear. The Relic. Never Let Me Go. The Little Friend. Deadhouse Gates. City of Saints and Madmen. The Catcher in the Rye. Watership Down. A Clockwork Orange. The Midwich Cuckoos. Moving Pictures. Stardust. Fight Club. Mrs Dalloway. Smiley’s People. Cetaganda. Ghostwritten. Lord of Light. The War Against Cliche. My Life. A Short History of Nearly Everything. The Wizard Knight. The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier and Clay. The Liar. Light. Angela’s Ashes.
How the hell does one choose?