Word for Wednesday (W4W) #31


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This week’s word is…


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I have a touch of this condition, as my heaving bookshelves and the numerous boxes of books in various closets and the attic demonstrate. However, as books seem to be getting more and more expensive, and with the rise of eBooks/Kindle, I admit I buy far fewer books these days than I did in my youth. I am a regular visitor to my local library and frequently request new books I long to read from them. They provide an excellent service and are always happy to chat about new arrivals.

I do have a pal who suffers pretty badly from bibliomania… the extent to which I discovered recently.

We were having a mildly competitive discussion about our love of books, keeping it friendly but each secretly wanting to “out-bibliophile” each other, when he revealed his obsession with keeping the books of spines completely uncreased. Thinking he was joking, (as a true sign of how much I love a book is how cracked the spine is, with pages falling out from being read over and over again), I laughed. His face remained serious… He explained that he reads in such a way as to ensure the spine of his books never crease, not even a tiny bit. I argued about how uncomfortable that would be, as I usually bend the covers over so I can read lying down. His face was a picture when he heard this!

A mixture of disbelief, disgust and rage…


Apparently if he lends out books, which he likes to do, he fully expects them to be returned in brand spanking new, store-bought condition, pristine… as if they had never been touched. Virgin books.

When I asked if he folded the corners of pages down I sent him over the edge. I explained how my books have coffees spills, chocolate fingerprints, broken spines and ratty corners.

For me loving books means they go places with me, in the bottom of my bag, in the bath, spine bent over as I lie on my side reading in bed, on buses and trains and planes… they wear the marks of my affection like love bites. You can tell which books are my favourites, not by how well kept they are, but by how damaged they look, how well thumbed they look.

I am a bibliophile and I have a touch of bibliomania but, (maybe because of my BDSM leanings), I love with a distinct lack of gentleness!

Here’s to all the book lovers, book collectors and logophiles everywhere.

Just don’t lend me your book if you are as… anal, (yeah! I said it!), as my good buddy!



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16 thoughts on “Word for Wednesday (W4W) #31

  1. I have loads of books and like you, it’s easy to tell which ones I like the most. But how can anyone read a book with some form of damage? No matter how careful, at some point the spine is going to crack, something is going to get spilt. I never fold over corners though, can’t do it, I use a quitter strip (bookmark). Might only be a piece of paper or an old receipt but can’t fold the corners 🙂

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  3. Ooh, I think I lie somewhere in between. I couldn’t possibly read a book without causing any damage to the spine – I’m not even sure you can read some books that way. But – I do use book marks (I have a nice pewter one which is my favourite) and never fold corners. There are a couple of people I wouldn’t lend books to – but that’s because I know I’d never get them back and that upsets me 🙂 A truly great word – music to a book lover’s ear.
    Here’s my contribution. Ahh! Bisto! X

  4. I believe I suffer from this condition lol but not as badly as one of my sisters. She has over three hundred books in her collection and I’m happy to say that she has all of mine 🙂

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