My name is Kallessa and I am a literature abuser. My TV habit supports my book habit. I enjoy TV, but I can’t watch it without a book in my hand. Then I get so caught up in the book, I miss the TV program, and so am in front of the TV again when it comes on as a re-run. With a book in hand. I’ve stayed up late to finish a chapter, only to become involved with the midnight movie, which means I stay up even later, and read more chapters. I tried to go without TV, but then I just read more, and knew nothing about current events. I tried to stop reading, but then I got so enraged at the vapid TV programs that I was re-writing the scripts at the top of my lungs. Sometimes, just for a while, I can listen to NPR–no books, no TV, just Corey Flintock and Wait, Wait, Don’t Tell Me, but even then, I’m usually thinking about a book, or sneaking a few paragraphs during the station ID or Morning Edition will review a book, and then there I’ll be, at my local independent booksellers, buying the book, even special ordering it if they don’t have it.
I once read a book in my car while I was stopped at a stop light.
I don’t care, I’m an adult and I can do with my mind as I please. They can have my books just as soon as they pry my fingers from the pages as I sit cold and dead in front of the warm and comforting glow of the TV!!
You people are all loons. “Literature Abuse?” What kind of condition is that? No such damn thing…you all are just pushing your problems on a completely harmless recreational activity.
I mean, there really isn’t anything wrong with literature, you know? I, uh, read a book every now and then, and I’m mostly ok. It would be nice to be employed… but I don’t blame that on literature.
Just 'cause I like to, you know, kick back, take in a book, and relax every few days or so, doesn’t mean I’m “evil,” or “bad.” You and your god damn labels.
BACK OFF MAN!
I DON’T NEED YOU!
I DON"T NEED YOUR LABELS!
I CAN STOP ANYTIME IF I NEEDED TO!
… I, uh, I guess should get going now.
um, well…can you, spare a few bucks? Library fines and all…librarian said she’d break my legs…just to get by 'till I land that job.
Actually, my name comes from this weird Chinese (I think it was Chinese, anyway) candy that my mom used to buy near where they lived in the D.C. area. I wonder if she can get it where they live now. It’s been far too long since I had a bag!
I still don’t think my book addiction is a problem. I mean, I USUALLY have enough money to pay my rent and feed myself. And isn’t a new book by your favorite writer WORTH missing a couple of meals for?