Day before yesterday, I finally managed to pick my way through all the distracting bookstores to the LIBRARY
I took out a membership some weeks back but since then I’ve not been able to borrow any books.
So on sunday, Book Haul Day.
But not just from le libraire
One I received from a friend as a loan and the other, I snuck into a bookstore and bought. Which I should really stop since I can now borrow as many books as I want.
The ones on the top right, top middle and bottom right are the library books. When we were orphans by Kazuo Ishiguro, South of the border, West of the sun by Haruki Murakami and One Day by David Nicholls.
I almost jumped in delight when I found the aforementioned books at the library. I’ve been meaning to read One Day for quite some time, having watched the movie already. As for When we were orphans, I’ve read it before but when I was small and I’ve always wanted to read it again when I was bigger. And Haruki Murakami is Haruki Murakami. Enough Said.
The one on the top left is Swimming in The Monsoon Sea by Shyam Selvadurai, the brilliant author who wrote Funny Boy, probably one of the most famous stories to talk about homosexuality in Sri Lanka. The one on the bottom left, The First Daughter by Whitney Stine was lent to me by a very awesome friend who called it quite good. And I trust her book opinion because she too loves the smell of old books.
Yep, this book haul could not have come at a better time.
1. Libraries are heaven sent. Literally. I cannot thank the person who first thought of them enough. Seriously.
2. Fiction is the best thing to help you take your mind off serious, depressing and basically panic-inducing thoughts such as death, college entrance anxiety and loneliness. I mean I’m literally talking to the internet here. How lonelier could I get?