The Year That Buying Books Broke Me
I think forced into a year of mostly buying my books from the bargain bin and ebook sales because of a reduced income for my husband’s mental illness treatment has left me broken when it comes to being able to make a decision when purchasing new books.
Don’t get me wrong: I bought nearly one hundred books last year. That’s far too many for someone who reads about half that in any given year. Way too many.
And lots of them were ones I hadn’t heard about before but saw them on sale for $2 and thought, ‘What’s the worst that could happen?’ if I didn’t like it.
And then later, checking them on Goodreads, found they did not have particularly good reviews.
(Obviously they are in the bargain bin for a reason.)
My boss was exceedingly generous last year and gave me a Christmas bonus I wasn’t expecting, so of course I plan to spend that extra cash on books.
My problem is that every book I already have on my Book Depository wish list just doesn’t really excite me anymore.
Whether it’s a sequel to a book I haven’t read yet (so I’m not sure if I want to commit to buying a sequel), a book I added years ago that I’m no longer excited about, the second half of a series I want to hate-read but can borrow from my local library and not waste $$ on books I know are going to enrage me, or the rest of a series I want purely for their amazingly beautiful covers but can’t justify paying full price for a hardcover because of that…
And the only pre-release book I want doesn’t have its Australian cover available, and I need that particular one to keep my series matching.
Well, I think I’m broken.
I’d rather buy nothing at all.
Which makes my husband think I’m broken, too.
Have you ever experienced a loss of enthusiasm for book buying? How did you overcome it?