Here is a picture of my dresser which is next to my bed right now:
So I have a problem. They say admitting it is half the battle. I have a serious book addiction. I know this. I am aware of the fact that I cannot leave a bookstore without a purchase. I know that when I hear about a good book, I immediately have to have it. I know I have a problem. Unfortunately, my cleaning lady apparently felt the need to throw my problem back in my face. Normally, I have many little piles of books everywhere in my house. Some were on the floor next to my bed. Some were in a pile on the dresser. Some were on the shelf over my bed. Some were in a pile at the top of the stairs. You get the idea.
After a visit from the cleaning lady (a Christmas present to my husband that I have to admit was more like a gift for myself that keeps giving every other week!), when I came upstairs and saw this new giant pile, all of my little piles merged into one towering pile...well I realized that yes, I have a big problem. My to-be-read pile is starting to take over the dresser. It sort of makes me think of one of my favorite poems from Shel Silverstein...Sarah Cynthia Sylvia Stout...she was that little girl who never wanted to take the garbage out. Remember her? And the garbage kept piling higher and higher up to the sky. I fear my book pile is going to keep growing and growing. And when will I ever get the chance to actually read all of these books!?
For now, I think I am going to stop writing and try to tackle my pile, one book at a time, one page at a time.
And like in the end of the poem where there was a reminder to all children about always taking the garbage out...
I will say, remember readers, always make sure to keep reading through your to-be-read piles. Don't let your piles take over!