I’m going to try to post a normal post, before this blog starts looking like quoteland.

The other night I was talking to a friend about the books I got for Christmas. He made fun of me as they were yet more books that would go on the pile of the other unread books I have been accumulating. Which is true. Because I love books. I buy books, I trade books (try Bookmooch), I get books, etc. And then while we were talking, I decided to count the books I had waiting to be read.
I count 73. Seventy-three.
That’s over a year of reading if I read one book per week.
So I decided not to reduce my book buying (well, maybe by a little) but to seriously read the books I have at hand, and keep track of my reading.
Let’s say it’s new year’s resolution #1.
New year’s resolution #2 is saving the world, new year’s resolution #3 is to worry less about everything, new year’s resolution #4 is to stop being so self conscious about everything, and new year’s resolution #5 is to try to figure out what I want to do when I grow up.
So from now on (I hope), I’ll keep track on this blog of the books I’ve read, or most of them anyway.
And, I can happily say that I’ve already done a good job since Christmas, since I’ve read 2 books…
« Poulet au Prune » by the Paris based Iranian Marjane Satrapi, who you must all already know (I wish there were a Persepolis 5, 6, 7, 8... I loved the 4 volumes so much! - read it all, it's a must, that is, if you read french, I'm not sure there are English versions available yet?)
« Une fille dans la ville : New York, Paris, Kaboul, etc. » by Flore Vasseur. Reads very easily, and I like reading books written by people my age more or less.

Well, so now that’s 71 books to go.

But of course, I bought a book today. So we’re back at 72.

Hee hee.

And I would like to thank the band "We're from Barcelona" for making this day less sad with the song "I'm from Barcelona" (and these guys are swedish).