TBR. Those three letters that send a swirling vortex of emotions howling through the very pit of my stomach. Wow, sorry that was such a poor analogy.
Working at a bookstore is fun, really, it is. But the ratio of time spent reading compared to time spent actually working is pretty shocking. Toss in the fact that I get a discount on books, and my To Be Read pile can pretty much be seen from space (I kid you not. NASA has sent me many threatening letters saying I'm blocking their view of North America).
Don't believe me? Take a look:
On the one hand, maybe I'm being a bit dramatic. It's not like I have to read all these books. But I want to! This particular collection (and yes, that is a pink hippo sitting on my bed. Say hi to Milk) consists of all the books that were sitting on my bookshelf that I haven't read, and am actually going to make an effort to read.
Guess what guys? While you may note that there are mostly YA books sitting on my bed (lounging, really), there are actually twelve non-YA books (either Adult Fiction or Biography). TWELVE. I think this is a sign. My taste in books is slowly growing up, even if I'm not.
These are the books I bought on my last Book Buying Binge (these things happen). A couple new releases and a couple books I've either been too lazy or too broke to buy previously. I'm currently reading Need by Carrie Jones, and the The Return: Nightfall, a Vampire Diaries novel by LJ Smith. Notice a trend? Yup, I don't think I'll ever get sick of Paranormal or Urban Fantasy. Although it my bed could be a little more comfortable...