I was surfing the internet and while doing a hang 10 with a toe waggle I found this. It is based on the Wondermark.com comic by David Malki at the bottom of this post. I was struck speechless by the definition of the word. OH MY GOD! it’s me I thought. I have talked about my love of books and that I have too many but now there is a name for my condition. Not only do I have the pack rat gene (thanks Mom) but now I have this too. Has anyone else heard of this, do you have it? Well I have decided that like the lady in the comic I would prefer to live with the problem than get rid of my books, so I am embracing my bibliophibia. That’s right you heard me “I AM A BIBLIOPHIBIAN” There I said it, now if only I could pronounce it.
You’ve got too many books. They crowd the shelves two or three deep, sideways or stacked any way they’ll fit; they pile on tables waiting to be read, re-read, or simply kept forever. It’s gotten to the point where they’ve started to multiply when you’re not watching — there’s definitely more today than yesterday. And it’ll keep on like this, until there’s nothing at all left but books, books, and more books. How glorious.
Others don’t understand, but you — you breathe the stuff. You inhale paper and exhale ink; you live between pages, and your habitat is the written word. For you are a bibliophibian.
There’s a name for my disorder? I even love the smell of new books. It’s good to know I’m not alone!
Finally! A name for the affliction!!
Haha..My name is Michelle and I am a bibliophibian…Wow just admitting it helps…
That is so me! I have books on my shelves any way I can get them on there and a stack on my nightstand. I love books. Like theycallmejane, I love even the smell of books. And sometimes I just stand and look at all the books on my shelves and sigh happily. :-)
I was a bibliophibian until the day several years ago when my husband and I carried dozens and dozens of boxes of books up three flights of stairs to our new condo. I vowed on that day that I would never again move with so many. And so, I’m purging. It hurts.
This is definitely me, and certainly my daughter. I just went into her room about an hour ago and had to step around stacks and stacks of books. I would tell her to clean it up, but there is no where else for them to go.
Do you think we should start a support group?
I love it, love it, love it. My husband was disgusted with the plan that if he got drinking money, then I got book money. “What are you going to do with all those books? Read them again?” he said in disgust. “Well, it’s not like you’re ever going to drink that beer again.” And yes, I read and reread all the books I keep.
Hmm! drinking or books……tough decision. lol.