So I’m four months into No More Books 2012. Four months into a ten month stint in which I can neither buy nor borrow any books in an effort to read some of the ones I’ve got. I won’t lie, the first month was easy. But it’s getting harder now and giving up sounds all too tempting. Thus far I have resisted the following siren’s calls:
The Painted Man by Peter V Brett for £2. A friend of mine talks this book up no end, and I’d wanted to read it even before he started encouraging me. For £2 I’d have paid for it before I realised I’d picked it up.
Jamie’s Great Britain for £10. I’m not a big fan of celebrity chefs but I have a lot of time for Jamie Oliver, and this book is the source of the Empire Roast Chicken, which is my new favourite dish. It’s easy to make, tastes delicious, and it impresses the hell out of anyone you make it for.
The Concise Human Body Book for £5. I had a flick through and it looks like the reference book I’ve been after since I began writing. Knowledge of the human body, how it works and how it can go wrong seems pretty handy when you’re writing about human bodies.
I also spent an hour in a Waterstones which was bizarrely exciting and relaxing at the same time. I’m starting to think that I may have a problem. But I haven’t bought a single book since March, so I’m probably okay. For now.