I lived in books more than I lived anywhere else.
–Neil Gaiman, The Ocean at the End of the Lane
It’s no secret online or off that I am an incurable bookworm. About 95% of my tweets are status updates of my reading progress on Goodreads. There is even a widget on the footer of this blog for displaying the cover of whatever book I am currently reading. I am forever on the lookout for new titles and sequels to the book series I like. I forego precious sleep when I am too engrossed in what I’m reading. But my (book) world came crashing down when this happened: