As a reader, you sometimes find yourself doing odd things. Things that you know your non-reader friends & fam are side-eyeing you for. Well, I’m here to tell you – EMBRACE YOUR BOOKISH TRAITS. Because they make you bookishly awesome. I thought about some of the the things that I do that have gotten me my fair share of eye rolls, and I’m here to share them with you today!
1. Bringing a book to bed with me.
I sleep with a book. Why? Either because I fall asleep reading it, or because I think I might wake up in the morning and not want to get out of bed – but I will want to read. I’ve even found myself grabbing a book to bring into the room with me even if I’m not actively reading it at that moment, or know that I have no intention of reading any more that night. Here’s a picture of me after waking up one morning to my nook and my cat in my face. (Those are Luna’s whiskers in the corner … she’s such a diva – she sees the camera and just leaps into the frame!) I know sometimes the beau is slightly put out when he rolls over and gets a hardcover corner right in his side … but he takes it in stride!
2. Not buying a super-adorable-super-affordable purse because a book won’t fit in it.
Why bother? If a book won’t fit in it, then I’ll just end up walking around holding a book everywhere I go, thereby defeating the purpose of carrying a purse in the first place! These are some of my favorite purses, all showing that they can at least fit a MM sized paperback. Also, it’s important to note that I don’t just guesstimate this. I stand in the purse section of whatever store I’m in, actively putting a book in the different purses they have to see how much other stuff I can fit afterwards. There’s a lot of things that go into a girl’s purse, and I’ve started to realize I’m one of those ridiculous girls that needs a) a book b) chapstick c) lip gloss d) wallet e) phone f) pen g) small notebook h) mascara i) nail clippers [you never know], j) a deck of cards [what?] k) hairties [a lot] l) bobby pins [a few] m) lotion n) my portable phone charger [this thing is a lifesaver] o) headphones p) work keys q) house keys r) change purse s) mini address book t)….to make a very long story only slightly shorter, I need a big purse. Because I’m bringing that book with me, dangit.
3. Reading during concert intermissions. And in line at coffee shops. And at bus stops.
Ok, I’ve got a small bone to pick with this one. How often do you see people on their cell phones? At the bus stop, in line at the coffee shop, during concert intermissions, at dinner with their family, at the grocery store, etc, etc? People are forever on their cell phones (be it playing games, facebook, twitter, messaging, etc.), and no one has a care in the world for it. However, if you pull out a book during a concert intermission, everyone starts giving you side eyes. “What a loser, pulling out a book at a concert.” I truly don’t see the difference. You want to spend time waiting on the next band by messing on your phone, I want to spend it finding out what happens next in this GLORIOUS BOOK. The most ironic thing? If I was reading it on an app on my phone, not one person would blink an eye. (I would like to point out that I don’t ignore friends that I’m with at any of these functions, I just pull out the book if they step away to get a drink or go to the bathroom or something 😉
4. Every time I’ve ever had to look for apartments, I’m on the lookout for anything that can be converted into a book nook. I’ve even had to be talked out of AMAZING book-nook-potential apartments because they were in the shadiest of shady locales.
I want a book nook! More accurately, I want a “pillow room.” What is a pillow room, you ask? It is an entire room dedicated to books. Ok, clear your mind. Let me (attempt to) paint a picture for you. You open the door and the first thing your notice is the large bay window directly in front of you, with a blue cushioned bench in front of it. There are pillows all over the bench, and throw blankets – so many different colors and fabrics. The next thing your eye is drawn to is the sides of the room; both walls are floor to ceiling bookcases, with the shelves being all shapes and sizes. Some are square, some rectangular, some twice as tall as some of the others. All this does is serve to showcase the enormous amount of books the room holds. Then your eyes travel down to the bottom of the bookcase, and you see that while the center of the room is carpeted, the outer rim is a beautiful mahogany hardwood floor. Then you see the ladders – how could you have missed the ladders?? There are two rolling ladders attached to each of the floor to ceiling wall of bookshelves (now the reason for the hardwood floors becomes apparent!). Now your eyes travel to the center of the room, and you finally take in the couches. The couches, the chairs, the pillows – every inch of the room that is not books is somewhere to sit and enjoy said books.
*sigh****** Now you see why I am always on the lookout for a room that could someday be turned into this! (Or even a corner of a room that could become a sad imitation of this!) (I want this!) I’ve had this idea in my head for almost 10 years now, and I share it with people so often that most of my friends know exactly what I’m talking about when I say “my pillow room.” (Which is impressive, because the description doesn’t exactly lend itself to being thought of as a mini library…)
5. Bringing a book with me every time I leave the house.
[I would like to start by apologizing for the jumpiness of this GIF … while it’s such a wonderful line and perfect for this bookish trait, I feel as though my eye is going to start twitching it just watching it.] I don’t know exactly when this started, but I imagine it was probably around high school. I always always always take a book with me when I leave the house. And having said that, anytime I don’t (because okay, I’ll admit it, there are instances where it doesn’t happen), I am keenly aware the entire time that I do not have a book on my person. Again, it doesn’t even matter if I have any plans to read it that night, I just want to have my books with me for always. I have taken a book with me to the grocery store. I have taken a book with me on a date. I have taken books with me to concerts (see #3 above). You never know when the opportunity will arise to read!! Just the other day I had to drop a friend off somewhere and ended up waiting for close to half an hour in the truck by myself for verification that all was good before I left him there. Want to know what I did? YEP. THAT’S RIGHT. I READ. 😀
What about you guys? Do you share any of these bookish traits? Do you find yourself jonesing for a book if you accidentally leave it at home? Has that last gif started to give you a headache yet? Let me know in the comments, I’d love to chat about it!