do you actually "love books"? would you say to example for a stranger at a party "yeah, books, i love'em"? howabout someone you know?

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just curious.

tom west (thomp), Saturday, 1 April 2006 15:38 (twelve years ago) Permalink

Yeah. I'm an outright book ho. Books as objects, contents aside, right?

Mystic Handyman (noodle vague), Saturday, 1 April 2006 16:18 (twelve years ago) Permalink

Party?

Aimless (Aimless), Saturday, 1 April 2006 16:22 (twelve years ago) Permalink

I went to one once, I think.

I Hate Books. It's got too many wrote.

The Day The World Turned Dayglo Redd (Ken L), Saturday, 1 April 2006 16:43 (twelve years ago) Permalink

Oh, yeah. At parties, I will often be found gazing at the spines of any shelved books, or leafing through any left out. And anyone who's visited our house knows we love books, because books and shelving take up more space in our place than any other furniture.

Jaq (Jaq), Saturday, 1 April 2006 18:07 (twelve years ago) Permalink

like, you mean, a book party?

Josh (Josh), Saturday, 1 April 2006 19:22 (twelve years ago) Permalink

Jaq OTM.

Casuistry (Chris P), Saturday, 1 April 2006 20:06 (twelve years ago) Permalink

I love them, this side of idolatry, as much as any man may love a thing of pasteboard and cloth, ink and paper. I often dream of sitting in a room full of books and am frustrated by my inability to read what is written on their pages (since my dreaming mind isn't able to supply the necessary images of whole sentences to read).

But, as a conversation starter with strangers, mentioning this fact is on a par with identifying oneself as a fanatic about toy trains. People shy away as fast as their legs may carry them.

Aimless (Aimless), Saturday, 1 April 2006 22:03 (twelve years ago) Permalink

um, yeah, people here tend to like books a little:


The Smell of Books


scott seward (scott seward), Saturday, 1 April 2006 22:12 (twelve years ago) Permalink

I used to wander around Manhattan and look into the brownstones that had floor-to-ceiling bookshelves as far as the eye could see and I'd think: "Someday". But I wasn't really into the brownstone part so much, and certainly not the Manhattan part.

Casuistry (Chris P), Sunday, 2 April 2006 03:29 (twelve years ago) Permalink

I actually once drunkenly told a stranger at a bar that I sometimes choose books over sex.

But that's just silly.

zan, Sunday, 2 April 2006 14:17 (twelve years ago) Permalink

yes.

tom west (thomp), Sunday, 2 April 2006 16:18 (twelve years ago) Permalink

books are pretty great.

[apal lipliptip, Sunday, 2 April 2006 16:35 (twelve years ago) Permalink

Combining sex and reading is where the true artform lies.

Mikey G (Mikey G), Monday, 3 April 2006 08:30 (twelve years ago) Permalink

O, ya.

pepektheassassin (pepektheassassin), Monday, 3 April 2006 13:32 (twelve years ago) Permalink

reading aloud to yr. partner in bed -- k-twee sexiness.

Sterling Clover (s_clover), Monday, 3 April 2006 15:03 (twelve years ago) Permalink

Doesn't that rather depend?

Tim (Tim), Monday, 3 April 2006 15:04 (twelve years ago) Permalink

well i guess it's more twee if you do funny voices.

Sterling Clover (s_clover), Monday, 3 April 2006 15:16 (twelve years ago) Permalink

Yes. Especially if, as I was imagining, you are reading The Bible.

Tim (Tim), Monday, 3 April 2006 15:52 (twelve years ago) Permalink

Song of Solomon - great sexy bed-reading potential, though not with funny voices.

Jaq (Jaq), Monday, 3 April 2006 16:04 (twelve years ago) Permalink

two weeks pass...
there is a line in Joyce Ulysses about everyman his wife or the book in his hand isnt there?(or did I make this up?)Anyway if were talking plaisir du texte the thought of a week of uninterrupted reading research for a masters actually once produced an involuntary climax. not kidding.

the pug, Friday, 21 April 2006 14:49 (twelve years ago) Permalink

three years pass...

It's got too many wrote.

bamcquern, Wednesday, 9 September 2009 12:59 (nine years ago) Permalink

what an odd little thread.

thomp, Wednesday, 9 September 2009 20:19 (nine years ago) Permalink

i like them

harbl, Wednesday, 9 September 2009 20:23 (nine years ago) Permalink

they're aight

thomp, Thursday, 10 September 2009 12:35 (nine years ago) Permalink

Some more than others.

hugo, Friday, 11 September 2009 18:09 (nine years ago) Permalink

nine years pass...

I love books.

faculty w1fe (silby), Tuesday, 25 September 2018 02:50 (two months ago) Permalink

I love:

books
being aware of books
having books
buying books
looking at books
touching books
thinking about books

I like reading books but that pales in comparison to how much I love books themselves.

faculty w1fe (silby), Tuesday, 25 September 2018 02:54 (two months ago) Permalink

I’m with you, Silby. I also love coveting books- the fancy sort in nice editions and agonising whether to spend money on them, the anticipation of waiting for books to arrive, reading things other people have written in second hand books, badly mistreated books without front covers and scars down the spine, the deliberate choice of font in books, books that for some reason have a reversed spine making them stick out on shelves, books with uneven page sizes, book tokens for every birthday and Christmas, that funny feeling you get where near the end of the book where you realise that there is not enough time to give a satisfactory end, the all too rare total enjoyment of a book where you decide to abandon more pressing concerns, especially sleep, to finish it, reading the last line of books that you don’t intend to read, the way the biography section is like a collection of miniaturised people brains and memories on the shelf, tacky and ridiculous bookends you would never buy for yourself, for that matter using books as bookends, the furniture search where you are running out of book shelving and your books are in piles on the floor, the absolute bargains book gems to be found in poorly ran charity shops, book cover designs that are horrible and give rise to snap judgements that are later proved wrong, the old book swap shop I used to walk to and with completed books up to under my chin and the walk back with new, better books under my arms, the weird guilt I get while reading an unexpected sexy scene in a book in the company of others and you hope oh god don’t ask to read a bit and get the total wrong impression, and don’t even get me started on the greatest invention of all time the goddamn library. It’s all good.

Ctrl+Alt+Del in Poughkeepsie (fionnland), Tuesday, 25 September 2018 19:15 (two months ago) Permalink

keeping certain books near, whether I will ever read them again, or in some cases at all, has an invigorating, talismanic (some emph. on "manic") effect, or so I hope.

dow, Tuesday, 25 September 2018 19:32 (two months ago) Permalink

i love books too, as much as i love the rare surprise of a post like that one. xpost

macropuente (map), Tuesday, 25 September 2018 19:32 (two months ago) Permalink

The profoundest relationship of my life is between books and me.

The Silky Veils of Alfred (Alfred, Lord Sotosyn), Tuesday, 25 September 2018 19:48 (two months ago) Permalink

In the dorm room at college, my teenage self and a couple of visitors had a look at the bookshelf. I made a sweeping remark about "the bond between a man and his books," and my girlfriend aggressively placed herself between me and the shelf.

She's long gone, but I have more books than ever.

alimosina, Wednesday, 26 September 2018 14:38 (two months ago) Permalink

i love books almost as much as i hate it when people gender their relationships with objects

macropuente (map), Wednesday, 26 September 2018 14:43 (two months ago) Permalink

I was raised by a librarian so

Οὖτις, Wednesday, 26 September 2018 14:49 (two months ago) Permalink


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