I have a book-buying problem. I spend very little on clothes, shoes or other goods. I don’t consider myself a shopper or someone who goes in for “retail therapy.” But god dammit, do I love buying books. Used books. New books. Non-fiction, classics, plays, biographies. It really doesn’t matter. If the subject/writing is interesting then I want that book. Carrying them out of the store makes me happy. I look lovingly at my bookshelves more frequently than is healthy. My husband buys me an armload of novels every anniversary (so much cheaper than jewelry). He bought me books a few months into our courtship and that’s when I knew he was a keeper. Books are kind of my thing.

I am also a slow reader. I average about 30-40 print books a year but that’s more from sheer force of will than anything else. I love to read, I just never learned how to do it quickly.

My shopping habit and my inability to speed read has left me with 217 unread print books on my shelves. 217. That’s 5.5 years of reading material. I can’t handle it.

Here’s my plan: I’m going to try to read all of these books in the next 2.5 years. I cannot allow myself to buy another book until I finish all 217. I’ll be cheating and I want you to know that. War and Peace is on my shelf and I’m going to do at least a good half of it in audio from the library. If I hate a book, I’m not going to force my way through it. I’ll put it in the finished pile and move on to the next one. But, for the most part, I plan to read like hell for the next 2.5 years.

One – please wish me luck.

Two – I’ll try to post about the books I really like.

Three – If you see me IRL and I’m gazing longingly at a bookstore, just tell me to walk away.

What about you interwebs? Are you a bookhoarder, or a one-in-one-out type of reader?