I think many of you have noticed that I have struggled hard to get in control of my TBR this summer. Not because I feel guilty when I buy books. I am a writer myself, and I appreciate it very much when someone buys one of my books. Besides I am a voracious reader, and of course I need new books by and by – and I also want to support some of the writers whose books I enjoy so much.
But when my physical TBR grew to around hundred books, and I knew there were also thirty or more in my Kindle, I realized that the more books I had on the shelves, the less I wanted to read any of them. I would scan one shelf after the other, unable to pick one.
So since I brought nine books home from CrimeFest in May, I have hardly bought a book. Well, perhaps one or two per month, but I have really done something about the TBR chaos. Now I have 82 books, including my ebooks, and my goal is to read three-four books for every one I buy until I have less than fifty books to pick and choose among.