I haven’t done Writer’s Workshop in FOREVER so, with the start of school and the resumption of more regular blogging, I’m diving back in. This week, I’m going with Prompt 2: If you were a hoarder, based on your personality, what would you hoard? (better yet, ask someone who knows you well, what they think you would hoard).
If you have been reading this blog for any length of time, I’m pretty sure you know the answer to this question: BOOKS! In fact, Mr. Jenners would argue that I am already a book hoarder, though I beg to differ. A true book hoarder would NEVER be satisfied with one measly bookshelf, which is what the odious Mr. Jenners expects me to live with.
But a skilled book hoarder knows ways around the limits imposed by
misguided and cruel wannabe feudal lords loved ones. For example, Mr. Jenners has no idea how many books I have on my Kindle or the amount of audiobooks on my iPod. (For me, the ability to hoard without taking up any space is one of the biggest pluses of an e-reader.) He is also not privy to the location of my secret stashes of books that aren’t out in plain view. (Clue: Look in the closets and the basement, Mr. J.)
The truth is, if left to my own devices, I would live in a house that resembled a bookstore. In fact, every dream house that I’ve ever imagined for myself had a room (or two or three) that looked a lot like this:
Now I know that many of you reading this are already book
hoarders collectors. In fact, some of you seem to be living in what should rightfully be MY house. I do not hold that against you too much. I know my day will come … specifically the day after the Little One moves out of the house and I transform his room into my library!
P.S. I would also hoard chocolate. But that goes without saying.
P.P.S. For the record, when I asked Mr. Jenners and the Little One what I would hoard, they both immediately said books. And, as predicted, Mr. Jenners said “You are already a book hoarder.”