Biblioklept – 11/18/13
As a kid, I could never embrace the games that others played. There was too much vulnerability in this joy of complete abandon. Instead I would sit out and spend my time in contemplation–the only place I could truly be. No one bothered with me. I had nothing they wanted, had nothing to envy, and they knew not how to pity.
But when they saw me with a book, now they invited me to their games, and became resentful when I declined once more, thought me selfish because my joys were not theirs to share.
They had cared nothing for me when I could not understand their games, had offered no helping hand then, but as soon as I found games of my own, they called me unkind for keeping them to myself.
Biblioklept is a writer’s diary by Luna Martleme. She describes it as “an autobiography of artful consumption” told through an account of books she steals, reads, and then writes about. In doing this, she believes it captures her thoughts, her relationship with books and dead writers, her inner life, a better representation of herself than a conventional autobiography of facts, events, and relationships with the living.