Welcome to Musing by Moonlight, where I take the opportunity to get off my chest anything and everything to do with books.
Or maybe not.
Depends how I feel.
A Shocking Revelation
I’m incredibly organised when it comes to how I get my hands on the books I want to read. Previously I’ve detailed exactly how organised I am with the use of exclusive shelves on Goodreads. Basically, if I can’t find it in my library I’ll add it to a bookshop list and every so often go through the list and buy a bunch of books from it.
But a few days ago I realised something interesting about my book-buying habits that throws absolutely everything out of whack.
I do it again and again, and I don’t even mean to.
Basically, I use Goodreads as my be-all-and-end-all in organising my to-read books. I discover books on Goodreads, I discover them on other websites and add them to my to-read list, I look up books people recommend to me.
But this doesn’t include books I buy spontaneously that I’ve never heard of before.
Which tends to happen when I go into bookshops and buy directly off the shelf.
That’s right: no matter how organised and how well-planned everything is, it’s all gone awry when I see a book I like the look of that I’ve never heard of before.