Book Me...Pleaseeeeeeeee

With my newly recovered penchant for books, walking into a bookstore can be very dangerous...and highly fulfilling. Tonight I spent two hours meandering a local Barnes & Nobles. Up and down the Fiction/Literature aisle, through the rows of Mystery novels, pacing the Local Authors section - there's nothing I don't like about the book store. I can even shop for a hard-to-find CD while I'm there. It's a perfect place to wile away an hour or two. And tonight I "escaped" from the book store without making a purchase. Now THAT'S willpower at its highest form.

But spending time in the book store leads me to wanting my own mini-library at home. I've got a tiny start, but by this time next year I want to double or triple my personal library. When it comes to books, quantity is the best approach because every book ever written has at least one good sentence in it to read.

Another upside of hanging among the works of authors (famous and not-so-famous) is the inspiration it gives me to keep working on my own novel idea. It's an idea at this point - mostly in my head. However, it's starting to come out in the form of notes on my Blackberry and soon I'll find the right notebook to begin drafting and outline, character profiles and other aspects that will one day result in a book that I'll call my own.

No pseudonyms for me. When I actually complete "my" book, it's going to bear my name. After all the years of thinking and putting it together, I want full credit.

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