Botannical metaphors.

I've seen a couple of memes recently about unread books. While I don't do so badly on the Library Thing one (I think I've read about 40) I have an entire box of unread books lurking by the door at the moment, in the hope that I'll actually pick one up on my way out the door. Given that Dumas' The Count of Monte Cristo is currently on top and I walk to work this is unlikely without more upper body strength, but I'll try and make a more conscious effort. I think part of it is the existential dread of Running Out of Books...

( Dodie Smith, The Town in Bloom. )

( Michelle Tea, Rose of No Man's Land. )

( Green Rider, Kristen Britain. )