I’m sure nearly every book blogger out there has very firm opinions on the physical appearances of their books. You’ve heard them time and time again, I’m sure. Tons of book bloggers will talk about how they hate dog-eared pages, smears, thumbprints, cracked spines, peeling edges, underlines and highlights, and just anything that makes their books look like they weren’t just purchased from the bookstore.
And honestly, there’s nothing wrong with that! I’m not about to bash anybody’s bookish habits! (God knows we’re all broke-ass nerds anyway.) Instead, what I’m going to do today is simply talk about the alternative: battered books.
Before I begin this post, I want to make it clear that I’m not attacking anybody in particular. However, if you feel that I am attacking you with this post, maybe you need to take a step back and wonder why.
It started when I was just browsing through book Twitter (when really I should have been going through my TBR, so let’s be real Kate, this is partially your fault) and came across an author (I refuse to say who, but I bet if you looked hard enough you’d find them) bemoaning the lack of people who liked to read in this day and age (which in and of itself is a huge crock I think – reading is just as popular an activity as ever, if not more so). This author then proceeded to say that not having money to buy books shouldn’t be an issue because you could just go to the library.
*insert long-suffering sigh here*