Can you imagine the height that my To-Be-Read book pile would be if I was to add every book I suggest each day? Despite needing a flashing red light to warn off unsuspecting aircraft, I probably wouldn’t be able to find any one title I decided to read in the future.
Actually, this has always been a problem. Many years ago I realized that I needed a way to catalogue my collection of unread books and to document as I read them. The advent of home computers and easy-to-use database programs made this fairly easy and the growth of the internet and smart phones has allowed me to access key information on my reading wherever I am.
But even if I can identify a book I want t read, I never can seem to find it easily on my bookshelves, so an inordinately tall TBP stack might not be so different.
Does anyone know the symbolism demonstrated in the dual hand gestures and the puckered lips with the tiny aperture? Is it canine, dorky, or possibly obscene?
Some people say he’s blowing a whistle, or did they mean a whistleblower?
I might be jumping the gun a little bit here but realizing that November only has 30 days and that I hope to read, amongst others, Gaddis’s The Recognitions, Dumas’s The Count of Monte Cristo, and the final volume of Dos Passos’s U. S. A. Trilogy, The Big Money, I decided needed an extra day or two.
So I stopped reading from the October list, moved most of the titles from October to November (to at least suggest I still intend to read them) and dropped in several new titles I had been considering for the November pool. Thus, some old and some new but moreover a commitment to reading a few of the big fat ones that have eluded me too long.