Are You a Book-a-holic? That’s right.

pile of books My hair’s a mess and I’m still in my robe at 4:30 in the afternoon. I have dark circles under my eyes and around my arm pits. I’m surrounded by a guilty mountain of discarded candy wrappers and a pill-inducing Mount Everest pile of …

books.

That’s right– I’m a book-a-holic.

Lest you think my affliction is limited to the luscious inky smell of the print version of the seductive objects, not exactly.

I have two kindles, an iPad, an iPad mini and a Nook reader. I’m seriously considering buying a KOBO reader, but I would need to stop reading long enough to get my credit card, type in all that delivery information to order the thing.

That’s right–

It’s a serious affliction. And I love it.

Books are like my air. I breathe to read—wait—no—that’s not right. I live to read and I read to breathe. No. That’s not right either…

Whatever. You get the picture. It’s in a book.

That’s right–

I’m seriously crazy—about books.

The thing is—no one knows about my affliction. I hide it.

If someone’s comes over, I’ll dress. Comb my hair. Hide my book in my blouse.

If I go out, I read on my phone. Pretend I’m texting. I wear a hat and a long coat with deep book-filled pockets. It gets hot in the summer, but whatever. I keep my secret.

No one knows I chain read.

That’s right–

My basement is filled with old books and I built an addition to the garage out back to store them. I’m running out of GBs on my hard drive and I’ve taken to the cloud where I have a commercial storage package.

If Amazon had a VIP high roller club, I’d be a platinum member.

That’s right–

Amazon knows my name.

What are you reading?

That’s right–

I want to know what book you’re reading. Tell me. There could be a prize bribe not a thing reply to you…

Or, that’s right–a book.

A shiny new one: THE BIG PUCK – a grumpy single dad saved by the nanny hockey rom-com book-a-holic

ARE YOU ADDICTED TO ROMANCE?

Today’s Reading

by Stephanie Queen

Don’t ask me. So you binge read romance books. So what? I’m right there with you. You say you’ve been accused of being addicted to romance books? Don’t worry–it’s them, not you.

I looked into it (not that I’m worried) and here’s what I found out.

For All the Romance Binge Readers

According to an article on Women.com, though the addiction label is being tossed around carelessly by some advice gurus, experts Dr. Amy Muise and Dr. Bjarne Holmes state that “just because something is pleasurable (and releases pleasure chemicals in the brain) does not necessarily mean it is addictive – despite what any “Guru” might claim.”

I think Dr. Amy is right. We deserve to indulge and enjoy our books. Although it’s possible, in a very few cases, just maybe, some readers go too far.

What’s too far you ask?
The Top 5 Hints You May Be Addicted to Reading Romance:

 

  1. You call your husband/significant other Rafe in bed. His name is Ralph.
  2. You waited for two hours before Barnes & Noble opened to be the first in line to get the new release from E.L. James. There was no line.
  3. You got a second job so you could afford to buy every one of the top 100 romances on Amazon’s list. Your second job is at a book store.
  4. You argued for five hours driving in a car with your sister over whether enemies-to-lovers is a better trope than friends-to-lovers. You were on your way to a Nora Roberts book signing.
  5. You pull your back out carrying your stack of books from the car to your house after your visit to the library. It was your third visit this week.

Never mind the list, you’re fine. But in case you need something to read, something that will last a while–like maybe a whole day–there’s this new box set…

Available on Amazon. Read for FREE on Kindle Unlimited. Thank me later.

BMOC Box Set

P.S. The winner of the argument is Enemies-to-Lovers of course!

What do you think? Enemies 2 Lovers or Friends 2 Lovers?