The Struggle of Being a Bookworm
Tuesday, I went to my local Salvation Army for the first time in several weeks. It’s my favorite place in town to find treasures, particularly used books. Apparently they’re over-stocked with books right now and I found a couple titles I’ve been seeking for a while, plus some unusual finds in great shape.
The book on the bottom of the stack, I grabbed without much thought. I read the newest novel by the author last year and loved it so this one’s been on my radar. When I got home and was inspecting my new delights, I checked hte blurb on the back on The Good People, to remind myself of the premise.
“County Kerry, Ireland, 1825. The fires on the hills smouldered orange as the women left, pockets charged with ashes to guard them from the night.”
Wait a minute….that doesn’t sound familiar.
I hopped on Goodreads and looked up The Good People. Gosh, this isn’t be the same author who wrote The Twelve Lives of Samuel Hawley, is it?
No. No, it’s not.
Turns out, I bought this book
Thinking it was this book
The struggle is real, my friends…..
I confessed to my bookish bestie Lea, who is one of the handful of people in my life who could possibly relate to my major book fail. Her reply? “Being a book nerd is not all glitz and glamor.” She gets me.
There have been a couple of times in the past when I’ve picked up a book I already own, either forgetting I own it or, more likely thinking it was something else. A book have multiple cover versions is a problem, for real.
I’ve never had a book fail to quite this degree. The good news is my personal trainer loves historical fiction so I passed the book off to her today. Plus it only cost 99 cents, and I’d definitely gift her a book for that price any day!
Have you ever got this mixed up with your book titles?!