Fake Bookish Neurosis: Schizobibliosis

Fake Bookish Neurosis: Schizobibliosis

So Many Books (by ~Minnea~) Lately, you may have noticed, I’ve mostly disappeared. Where did I go? You see, I got stuck. I’m buried under ALL THE BOOKS. (And other stuff. Like work, and dogs, and cats, and running, and spouses (well, just the one), and chores, and errands, and family, and, you know, stuff.) How […]

Nothing But Flowers

Nothing But Flowers

“Botanical Garden” by Lori Nix Last week I mentioned my ever growing dystoparanoid tendencies  and posted a lovely picture of a dilapidated library diorama by Lori Nix. The above, from the same gallery of photographs, was another of my favorites, one that easily brings to mind the Talking Heads song “Nothing But Flowers” (embedded below for […]

Fake Bookish Neurosis: Dystoparanoia

Fake Bookish Neurosis: Dystoparanoia

Dystopian Dioramas by Lori Nix I’m currently listening to Claire Danes’ narration (fantastic, btw,) of Margaret Atwood’s classic The Handmaid’s Tale, which I’ve read a few times already & am re-reading in preparation for World Book Night. If you are not familiar, a) how is this possible and b) it’s about a near-future society in […]

Fake Bookish Neurosis: Plotjà Vu

Fake Bookish Neurosis: Plotjà Vu

It would seem that Tana French brings out the lit lunacy in me. When I was last suffering from a fake bookish ailment, I thought I was a cop tripping over the edge in In The Woods. Some flicker of unintentional method acting gone bad. This time, I can’t shake the feeling that I’ve read […]

Fake Bookish Neurosis: Novelimmersionosis

Fake Bookish Neurosis: Novelimmersionosis

  This morning, I walked into work completely anxious about having to appear in court to take the stand and testify about a case I knew nothing about. This, of course, lasted for only a flash of a second, until I realized that I am not, in fact, an Irish detective named Rob Ryan, but […]