Books and bitching
1. I have turned my house upside down looking for something to read tonight, and I have come to this conclusion:
There is no light reading at my house.
This is not entirely true; I have Wodehouse and Pratchett, but all the ones I have I've read about a billion times a piece. I have stacks and stacks of unread books, but all of them are super fucking serious. Like, no matter if they're academic books or fiction, they're all these dense, weighty things. I even have serious romance novels, ffs.
I know I thrive on fictional conflict and all, but seriously, come the fuck on, it's Saturday night and I'm tired of the television. Thoughts, flist?
2. Ereader devotees of my flist: Which one do you use? Do you like it? Do you hate it? I read from the free app on my phone, but I'm seriously considering replacing it with a Kindle or a Nook.
3. Ugh. The Borders around the corner from me, after initially being on the saved list, is now closing. Since Davis-Kidd closed, that means that the two closest stores offering new books have gone out of business. Now, my choices for getting new books are Franklin and Opry Mills, one of which is fifteen minutes away and the other of which is the bane of my existence. There are places right around here that offer specialty books and/or used books, but dammit, sometimes you just want your very own copy of the new thing. When you want to browse, it can get really tiring to be in a place with shelves and shelves and shelves and no real rhyme or reason, like the used bookstores around here.
Ugh, I say.
Though, apparently there is a gay bookstore right down the road that I didn't know about. I will have to check this out- OH MOTHERFUCKER IT'S CLOSED TOO. FOR FUCK'S SAKE. EVERYONE IS FIRED AND TODAY IS CANCELED.
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There is no light reading at my house.
This is not entirely true; I have Wodehouse and Pratchett, but all the ones I have I've read about a billion times a piece. I have stacks and stacks of unread books, but all of them are super fucking serious. Like, no matter if they're academic books or fiction, they're all these dense, weighty things. I even have serious romance novels, ffs.
I know I thrive on fictional conflict and all, but seriously, come the fuck on, it's Saturday night and I'm tired of the television. Thoughts, flist?
2. Ereader devotees of my flist: Which one do you use? Do you like it? Do you hate it? I read from the free app on my phone, but I'm seriously considering replacing it with a Kindle or a Nook.
3. Ugh. The Borders around the corner from me, after initially being on the saved list, is now closing. Since Davis-Kidd closed, that means that the two closest stores offering new books have gone out of business. Now, my choices for getting new books are Franklin and Opry Mills, one of which is fifteen minutes away and the other of which is the bane of my existence. There are places right around here that offer specialty books and/or used books, but dammit, sometimes you just want your very own copy of the new thing. When you want to browse, it can get really tiring to be in a place with shelves and shelves and shelves and no real rhyme or reason, like the used bookstores around here.
Ugh, I say.
Though, apparently there is a gay bookstore right down the road that I didn't know about. I will have to check this out- OH MOTHERFUCKER IT'S CLOSED TOO. FOR FUCK'S SAKE. EVERYONE IS FIRED AND TODAY IS CANCELED.
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