This week’s Top Ten Tuesday, brought to you by The Broke and the Bookish, is a true confessions exposé. Even the biggest book lover has some dirty little bookish secrets lurking in their closest. Today those secrets are coming to light. Please don’t judge us too harshly.
Bookish confession #1: I have a library book that I checked out in high school. Twenty years ago. It was for a report on the history of airplanes. I did not return it on purpose. I am a book thief.
Bookish confession #2: I do not know where the above stolen library book is now. I am an irresponsible book thief.
Bookish confession #3: I have a sizable collection of lovely bookmarks. At any given moment there is a scrap of paper or a receipt stuck in my book. The lovely bookmarks are collecting dust.
Bookish confession #4: Sometimes I can’t even be bothered to use a scrap of paper and I just leave my books open, face down, on my spot.
Bookish confession #5: I buy books and do not read them.
Bookish confession #6: I hoard new library books. I get to buy them for my library and I usually put myself on hold for them first. Sometimes I think of this as a job perk and also necessary so I can talk them up to my patrons. Sometimes I think this is just bad behavior.
Bookish confession #7: I hate full-cast audio books. Always.
Bookish confessions #8: I have never read a James Patterson book. I probably never will. Ditto for Catcher in the Rye.
Bookish confession #9: I have a handful of books that are very special to me and therefore do not get loaned out. Aside from that, I freely share my books and don’t really care that much what happens to them when they are out of my control. They are just books after all.
Bookish confession #10: This is not a confession. It is a truth. Vanilla lattes taste better with a book.
What bookish skeletons are in your closet?