I hate buying a book and a week later seeing someone else read a book that seemed more interesting than the one you were holding. Then let’s say that someone left the book in your bag. So, you’re tempted to have a look and that ‘look’ turned into 3 chapters. So you’re 40 pages into Bedtime Eyes and you just got started on Choke. OH! Not forgetting the book that you were so into months ago that you decided to take it slow because you didn’t wanna run out of short stories from Like the Flowing Rivers. Fuck.