I love books.
I love buying them, admiring them, and then...they sit. On shelves. In bookcases. In boxes.
I've even put a couple beside the bed hoping I'd take one and read one before I went to sleep. No such luck. By the time I got to bed, I was exhausted and would go to sleep right away. I've even taken them to the bathroom, hoping I'd pick one up. No such luck there either because I'm a fast bathroom user, if you knowwhattamean. I only get through three sentences before I'm flying outta there and back on the computer or running off to work. Always running somewhere.
And then it dawned on me that I'm a collector and not a reader and there's a big difference.
I believe people buy books because they plan to read them but that's when the readers/collectors are suddenly identified. The readers can't wait to read them and will dive right in. The collectors admire the cover, open to the first page and go "Wow. I can't wait to read this." And that's as far as it goes.
Oh, the collectors try. They'll throw one in the car if they go on vacation, but does it get read? Hardly. There's too many new things to do besides do something they could do at home.
They'll take them to work, hoping to catch in a few words during break/lunchtime, but does it get read? Hardly. They don't want to mess up the pretty cover with stains from their double cheeseburger and fries.
The collector feels guilty, but proud. "Look at my library," they'll boast.
"Ah...this is fantastic," people say. "Have you read all these?"
"Hell no. Don't have time."
Now that I've classified the two, which one are you?