I have a confession…

Hi… My name is April, and I’m a book addict. A self-proclaimed bookworm. For as long as I remember, I’ve loved books. When I was a kid, I read all.the.time. Constantly. And though our house was often loud and chaotic, I found solitude with a book in an empty bathtub or in a small space between two pine trees in our backyard. During the hecticness of this past year, reading has been put on the backburner. Working two fulltime jobs took it’s toll. When you’re hitting the pillow at 1am after a long day of working, the last thing you want to do is read. I used to be a proofreader in the corporate world, which sounds like a perfect fit for someone who loves to read… but this someone who loves to read does not willingly pick up financial reports and information about retirement plans. After a full day of reading about the exciting world of 401(k)s, my eyes began to protest. During the six years of reading for work, my desire to read for pleasure waned. And though my reading screeched to a halt, my purchasing of books did not. I have an undying love for Borders bookstores, an Amazon.com wishlist that is constantly growing, and a secret desire to seek out a new home in a town solely for it’s a remarkable public library. So, as you can imagine, my ‘to-read’ pile has grown and grown during this past year. It’s become a little more like a mountain, than a pile. A mountain that I am now chipping away at… Slowly. And happily.

It should be noted that this photo was taken before Christmas. So while the holiday break allowed me to knock four books off the pile, Santa brought me four more new books to take their places. Book mountain remains.

If you’re a fellow book lover, check out GoodReads.com. And friend me to share in this little addiction… http://www.goodreads.com/aprilziegler