For the past few months I’ve heard them calling to me… and I ignored them, steadfastly refusing to give in.
You have plenty to read! I told myself. If you put one more book on by your bedside they’re going to get organised and smother you in your sleep.
So I held out.
I told people I was holding out.
I promised the girls in the bookstore I was holding out.
Then I went to see the movie.
The book is on my bedside table. Let’s just leave it there for a while and see if it makes it back to my bookshelf or not.
