I've got a bit too much in the way of books. For the past six months, I've been weeding out what I don't want (upwards of 40 shopping bags full of books so far) in favor of what I either want to hang on to or simply drool over. Ever wonder where those spots on book covers come from? Bibliophiles such as I have a bad habit of drooling on our books.
Because I have so much time on my hands (not), when I add something to my LibraryThing listing, which can also be found as part of GalootThing, I'll try to add a comment or two on the blog. The two are interconnected: adding a comment on the blog forces me to add content to Librarything. I crack my own whip (a figure of speech only, not a real life practice). Don't you hate it when writers use all those parentheses?
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