Bookish 2: Comments & Stats

It is fair to say that Virginia Woolf was bookish.

It is fair to say that Virginia Woolf was bookish.

Who’s bookish?

On Sept. 6, when my post, “Bookish & Unbookish: Rock Stars & Writers,” appeared here, a few readers chimed in to say they were bookish, too.

Like me, Ellen Moody can’t leave home without a book.  She wrote, “I feel lost if I go somewhere and realize I will have waiting time (there is always waiting time) and find I forgot to take my book.”   Clare Shepherd wrote:  “I don’t believe one can be too bookish, so back to my book lol.”  Sherry Jones, author of the lively historical novel,  Four Sisters Four Queens, commented on the “unbookish” part of the post, my new rock groupiedom:  “Make sure to see only bands you really love. Otherwise, you’ll wish you’d brought a book.”

We bookish people are a minority.   According to the Statistical Abstract of the United States published annually by the U.S. Census Bureau (2010), “37.9% of the American population, or approximately 87 million adults, read books for leisure in the previous 12 months.”

Actually, I’m surprised the numbers are that high.

It’s not just reading.  It’s also book-buying.  According to the Book Industry Study Group, book sales are down.

“Sales from adult hardcover, paperback and mass market; children’s hardcover and paperback; downloadable audiobooks and e-books–were $2.19 billion for the first half of 2011, compared to $2.39 billion for the first half of 2010.”

I spend most of my money on books.  “Have you ever heard of the library?”  one friend asked when I bought three hardcovers at B&N.

Most of my housekeeping money goes towards books.  I can make do with vinegar and water as a cleanser if it means saving a few dollars. As for dinner, why not cook the dregs of the garden and bits and pieces of other things in the refrigerator?  I call it soup!

And then I can buy a book…

I read the books I buy.   I check out way, way, way too many library books that I don’t read.  Right now I have:

J. P. Donleavy’s The Ginger Man

Laura LIppman’s The Most Dangerous Thing

Andrea Barrett’s Archangel

Tan Twan Eng’s Garden of the Evening Mists

Will I read any of them?

COMMENTS.  Recently a friend emailed me to say that she had not been able to comment on my blog.  I have no idea how, but sometimes this happens.

If your comment isn’t coming through, email me at mirabiledictu.org@gmail.com

Unfortunately the spam does come through!

5 thoughts on “Bookish 2: Comments & Stats

  1. I *am* bookish, that’s for sure. On a recent trip to visit my Middle Child, I finished the book I was reading, had nothing else I wanted to read with me and, as my Eldest Child put it, had a bit of a meltdown. Never leave home without a book – ever!

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  2. Yes, a meltdown! and I now worry about leaving home without a BIG enough book. What if I finish that slim Muriel Spark? Shouldn’t I have a Bronte or Eudora Welty’s short stories instead? I now have a hole in the bottom of my favorite bag because I have carried too many big books in it.

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