Welcome to this week’s edition of Hoarders; where the madness of book hoarding is justified by saying, “hey, at least my vice is not drugs!”.
I’ve accepted the fact that a good blogging week for me is posting 3 to 4 posts per week, and that if I visit Bloglovin’ at least twice a week, I still can get to your posts and comment on them. The thing is, with my new job (that I’m loving, by the way), I’m just not able to do a heck of a lot of my hobbies. I think I’m okay with this. So bear with me. I don’t let a seemingly infinite number of unread posts bog me down.
Last week, I posted a couple of reviews (The Originals by Cat Patrick and The Winner’s Curse by Marie Rutkoski). I also posted the 21st edition of Confessions of an Addict, where I featured a couple of readers who inspire me to read better. I’m glad for all your input, dear readers. I’m thankful that you understand where I was coming from to a certain point. I love you all for placating me, and for making me feel like I have nothing to be embarrassed about with my reading choices. And I really don’t. I was just having one of those days when I feel just a bit inadequate. I’m over it. 🙂
Anyway, this week was a quiet week on the book-buying front.