Never did I imagine that one of my New Year’s resolutions would be to read more books. Yet here we are. It’s not that I’m not reading; I’ve been devouring essays and articles (most of them political). But apart from enjoying my before-bed mysteries by Anne Perry and Rhys Bowen, I’m letting the other books I keep buying pile up, unread.
Turns out there’s a Japanese word for this phenomenon: tsundoku. It literally means “reading pile” and describes the art of buying books with the intent of reading them later.
One thing I loved about my old book club in Minnesota was that it nudged me to read books outside my comfort zone. I wanted to participate in our monthly discussions, so I made sure to do the reading. Now, I find myself still buying the kinds of books we used to read…but I don’t actually read them. It probably doesn’t help that Netflix and Amazon keep releasing amazing series like The Queen’s Gambit that feel as gripping as books you can’t put down. I won’t be too hard on myself for watching TV shows or movies—I’m a story junkie, after all, and I’ll get my fixes where I can. But books are books.
The pile isn’t too terrible yet. Maybe twenty or so? I’m committing here and now to read a book I already own before purchasing a new one. Which shouldn’t be a hardship because look at that stack of beauties waiting for me. Orcas and rowing and spies, among other interesting subjects.
How about you? Do you ever engage in tsundoku or find yourself struggling to commit to reading new books?
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