Something about that title puts my mind firmly in the gutter. It’s entrenched there most of the time anyways, I just can’t help it. But people was I MEANT WAS I am always sneaking peeks at what people are reading. I get a rush when I can read the cover, catch the title on top of a page, or even just recognize the cover art from a distance.
I’m not ashamed to be a bibliophilic voyeur (did I make that term up?), and my favorite way to act out this perversion is at the library. As much as I love the library I am SURE I am not the most perverted person there, puhlease, have you ever BEEN to the DC public libraries? They have to have to have guards there to stop people from sleeping/doing drugs/other things I don’t want to imagine.
Which reminds me of this disturbing scene in The Squid and Whale which scarred me for life. One of the sons is like TEN YEARS OLD and is all messed up from his parents’ divorce and JERKS OFF IN HIS SCHOOL LIBRARY (10 year olds can do that?) and then WIPES IT ON THE BOOKS!!!!! Sooooo sick and foul.
Aren’t you glad I shared?
So why the library? I’ve mentioned this before, but what REALLY makes my skirt fly up is when I find someone elses old library receipt in a book I borrow.
It’s a a more organic “If you like ___ then try ____” and I feel more of a connection since it is by accident and in person, rather than Amazon making a suggestion.
I posted earlier about one I found, and when I cracked open my newest library book last night I found my second one!!!! I tell ya it’s the little things in life that really count. This teensy scarp of paper put a grin on this lusty reader’s face:
It’s not the best I’ve ever found, only one other book was on it, so I deflated a little bit, but persevered and looked up Songs for the Missing. A little more depressing than my usual fare (how a family is affected by the disappearance of their 18 year old daughter) and the book I’m currently reading (Wifey) is also a bit depressing so I don’t think I’m picking it up anytime soon.
But finding that definitely put a twinkle in this voyeur’s eye.