I think the library staff must hate my stinking guts right now. Or they love me. I can’t tell, our meetings are always so brief and fleeting (like the quick little romantic interludes of Romeo and Juliet before they tragically killed themselves) but I do hope it’s the latter. After all, in my own little way, I make sure their services are needed and they get to keep their jobs, don’t I? *grins cheekily*
Right now I’m reading the Life of Pi, a novel by Yann Martel. The book is about a young Indian zookeeper named Piscine Molitor Patel, who is a Christian, a Muslin and a Hindu all at once. I still have three quarters of the book to go but I’m liking this novel. It’s a bit dragging at times, but it’s such a wonderful read. Pi Patel looks at life like a child. Everything that we take for granted, Pi curiously examines and interprets differently. Often, I catch myself smiling at the way he experiences things, because I wish that I could have taken the same time and devotion to entire moments of getting acquainted with pieces of life.
But really, this book fever is starting to make me feel uneasy. Has anybody ever overdosed on reading before? I haven’t heard of it yet so I’m crossing my fingers I won’t be the first. I’ve always been a fervent reader but ever since college, I’ve mostly slacked off, giving myself excuses like studying for class or, gasp!, working too hard to take the time to read.
The truth is I never have lost my hunger for novels, but surprisingly, whenever I went to bookstores to browse through the newest bestsellers, a bitter taste seemed to linger in my mouth after having read the skyreaching prices on the covers of all the books, save for the trashy romances on the secondhand racks.
But God is good, and allows for more than one path to a goal.
A month ago, the library showcased its newly acquired books in the LRC Hall for a week. I got to visit during the very last day, having been cooped up in Sinunuc for the most part of the week. Long story short, I’ve been devouring boks at an alarming pace.
One of the nicest reads I’ve come across is the Bergdorf Blondes by Plum Sykes. I recommend it highly, but only if you’re a girl or if you’re gay. Reading it is like watching Alicia Silverstone in Clueless. It’s so superficial (the author’s words, and I agree) it’s funny.
Guys can read it, too, but I’d have doubts about you if you did! Seriously, it’s a girl’s book. Fashion, romance and everything pretty and sweet. Plum Sykes, I love you for writing this book! (Now you know I’m really a girly girl.)
It’s only been a month but I’ve read more books than the fingers on my hand. And you know what I did last Sunday? I went online and browsed the library catalogue for all the books they purchased from 2003 to 2005 and listed down all the books I wanted to borrow.
Above are five of the books I’ve read this month, so far. True Believer by Nicholas Sparks (if anybody has a copy of The Notebook, please lend me your book, the library doesn’t have a copy, aaarrghh!!!), Some Enchanted Evening by Christina Dodd, Pretty Woman by Fern Michaels, He Loves Lucy by Susan Donovan and The Da Vinci Code by Dan Brown (read this along with a LOT of research because there is a lot of delicious misinformation in this book).
The last one is the one I’m planning to read after I finish my current one.
Help me! I think I’m addicted!