as you can see, i've fully embraced edward's beloved term.

however, the question as i continue to unpack is this: why do i keep books that i've already read? it's kind of ridiculous, because i'm never going to crack them open again and they're all dusty and disgusting. i had to wash my hands like six times already today. gross!

i think i've re-read maybe two books in my entire life (patented tilda exaggeration is probably at play there, but it's close).

of course, i should probably do it more often. why?

hm. well, i have this weird disorder where i remember almost none of the details of the books i read within a month or so of completing them. it's totally bizarre, because i have an damned excellent memory in general (especially for perceived slights), i'm not a total idiot, and i also love to read.

but let's see ... an example ... i love flannery o'connor. however, i had to read a good man is hard to find like six times before i could keep the plot in my head. and it's a flipping short story.

on top of that, i routinely recommend books without having a clue what was in them. i just have a general impression in my mind that they were really, really good and i couldn't put them down. for instance, i made edward read secrets a couple of months ago, which i maintain is one of my favorite books, but when he mentioned things from it to me, i had only a vague idea what he was talking about.

whatever - i've made it this far. and i'm not as bad as edward, who appears to be keeping several books on indoor barbecuing as well as the te of piglet.