Books for Thought is where I post a discussion topic related to books, reading, writing, or something pertaining to one of the three. I hope you’ll join in, and discuss today’s topic of
book buying bans
Once upon a time (okay, it was, like, January 1st) I thought to myself: shit, Chiara, you’re buying WAY too many books and never reading them. Do you even want to try and figure out the mula you spent on books last year? I responded to my own question with a resounding no.
And then I took a look around me. At the hundreds (and I am being 100% literal here when I say hundreds) of books that occupy my house that have not been read.
You see, I am not being sarcastic when I say I have a book buying addiction. OH, NO. No sarcasm from this girl (at least at the moment). I legitimately cannot stop buying books. I buy them online, in store, at sales, secondhand. If there’s a book and I see and I want it – I will buy it, and ain’t nothing on heaven or earth (or hell for that matter) that can get between me and my book purchases.
I don’t read them. I don’t even read these hundreds of books that I buy! I read review copies, or I go to the darn library and check out 1001 books – and I never end up reading the books that I have paid money for.
So what did I decide once upon a time?
That I am not going to buy any more books. (Well, that’s how it started, but I’ll get to that in a sec). I NEED to read the books that I have bought. To make my spent money worthwhile, and to read these stories that I simply could not resist spending my money on. No more books, I thought to myself. I am on a book buying ban.
If you have posted about a book buying ban, I probably commented along the lines of: I could NEVER do that. Buying books makes me happy, so why would I deny myself something that makes me happy?
This is true. Buying books does make me happy. But it also makes my wallet empty and my bank account low. And when I don’t read these happy-inducing items then the happiness is only an instant gratification kind of happiness which isn’t the same thing as the long lasting happiness of say, buying a book and reading it and finding out that it is a new favourite. Now that happiness is awesome. That’s the happiness I commented about. But I’m being a total hypocrite (kind of) because I haven’t even been giving myself the chance at this happiness.
So no more books, I thought. I will spend this year reading the books I have already bought. I will not buy any more, and I will not go to the library to read borrowed books instead of the ones I own.
Skip ahead to two days later, and I fill my cart with books and delete them all without buying. MAN, I was so proud of myself in that moment.
But then I saw a book (about two days ago) that I need to read. I need to. And my library doesn’t have it. SO I decided that I would let myself buy one book each month. ONLY ONE. Because, let’s face it – me? Not buying one book in 2015? That was pretty much never going to happen.
I’d like to keep to this, because I really do want to read my purchased novels + cut down on my bookish spending. I guess we’ll see how I go!
What do you think of book buying bans? Have you ever placed one on yourself? How did it go?