in which our narrator contemplates the endlessly receding horizon

[heresluck]

A few weeks ago I cleaned up my Books To Get list and found, to my delight, that I'd actually made a dent in it. It was still a long list (six pages, single-spaced, 10pt Times New Roman), but several focused trips to bookstores and some judicious borrowing from truepenny had allowed me to cross off quite a lot.

Yesterday stakebait posted a request for urban fantasy

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[heresluck]

Too. Many. Books. *g*

[heresluck]

In theory, there is no such thing. In practice, however, we have a) my bank balance; b) the finite number of hours in the day; and c) my fondness for such time-sucking enterprises as LJ and vidding.

I'm not *complaining* about there being Too Many Books. I love having too many books, which is why I have piles of them sitting around my house unread. Heh.

[heresluck]

I'd be facing that same problem if there hadn't been a fire at my parents' house while I was in college. All my books went in the dumpster. Which sucked, but hey -- fewer boxes.