In my post-drunken Christmas bliss I went upstairs to reassemble my room (I took my PS4 downstairs to watch Guardians of the Galaxy on the family TV). I stopped, for about ten minutes, and looked at the books lined up on the stairs. If I make resolutions again this year, and last year’s did work well, I’d love to read more. After a little while I went back to what I was doing, but the thought keeps coming back to me.
The weird thing about it, however, is that I find myself thinking more about books I’d love to read (if they were ever made). Here are a couple:
I’d buy anyone of them first day. In
Hard Cover Paperback.