Yes, my post title is a little tongue-in-cheek. It’s one of those days. Pick your mind up out of the gutter, I’m talking about TBR piles. Recently, Dani @ Dani Reviews Things wrote a post discussing how growing up and reviewing books has changed her reading habits. It’s a fab post and I highly recommend you check it out! I’d been thinking about how I read Before Blogging and After Blogging for a while, and her post inspired me to finally get my thoughts on to the screen. Here we go…
The Never-Ending TBR Pile
Before Blogging, as a young child and early teen, I was an AVID reader. Correction, I was a frequent reader, and an AVID rereader. As a kid with limited income of my own, I would reread my favourites often. Then the late teens hit and other things became a priority for me, and that mixed with a reading slump between the ages of 18 and 22, meant that I really stopped reading for enjoyment. These are more commonly known as “the University years”, where my required and recommended reading lists were hugely depressing (and mostly boring/difficult). Reading just wasn’t something I did for fun. Let’s be honest, I was a student. Fun = the pub.
When I graduated from Uni, oddly the first thing I wanted to do was read a novel. At the time, 50 Shades was all the rage, and that was the first thing I sank my teeth into. I quickly moved on to The Hunger Games, the Divergent series and The White Queen series by Philippa Gregory. I had a job and started buying books, because I could. After a short time, I built up a small collection of around 30-40 books (which I would later learn to call my TBR pile). My sister affectionately referred to this as my “wall of books”, because I stacked them on my bedroom floor having no where else to put them.
This was when I discovered Book Blogging. I was a blog reader and lurker for a few months before I took the plunge in March 2014 and started Confessions of a Book Geek. It was great being immersed in an online community where others also loved to read, and talk about what they were reading, and divulge their bookish idiosyncrasies (which no one in my “real life” really got), and my TBR pile quickly grew based on the recommendations of others, the great and hyped reads I’d been missing out on for the past few years, and the ARCs that I started to get access to. Over time, through my bargain hunting ways (and when I rediscovered charity shops), my little wall of books suddenly grew into a fort, which at last count was around 250 reads…
Initially, this was an exponential cause of concern. I began to feel guilty when buying books:
- Where would I store them?
- When would I get the time to read them?
- How much was I spending on them?
Storing them became a non-issue, I have a dining room that is largely unused, now all I need are bookshelves. I comfortably read around 60 books per year, so granted while I currently own enough books to last me around 4 years, I’ve just made the executive decision not to stress over that. There are far more important things to stress over than how many books I own. Though I would like for it not to grow so large that it becomes completely overwhelming. When it comes to how much I spend, I’ve actually tracked the amount I spent on books for the past two years. This started as a means of justification, but it’s now something I want to keep doing out of curiosity (2014 spend / 2015 spend). Realistically, every hobby or interest has a cost associated with it, and judging by my annual review of my spend, I’d say I’m doing OK.
I think somewhere along the way, I stopped viewing my TBR pile as a literal pile of books I want/need to read, and started looking at them as more of a personal collection I can dip in and out of. Though it has to be said, Before Blogging I was much better at purging my read books, and After Blogging I seem to be hoarding everything, but that’s a discussion for another day…
Talk to me in the comments Book Geeks! How large is your TBR pile? Do you try to manage it, or does it stress you out?