I.Am.Buried.In.Print.

I was that kid who was scolded for bringing a book everywhere. Now, I am taller. And I can carry more books.

This site is about giving back, in exchange for the many hours spent in the company of books.

Here, I can share my enthusiasm for those books which have offered me bookish friendships, for those writers’ works which have participated in countless paged conversations.

There are no advertisements on this site because it is part of a much broader exchange: words for words.

And I do hope that the bookish conversations here will encourage you to support authors and publishers (and that you have the opportunity to do so at an independent bookseller).

Currently, I am more often writing about the experience of reading and various bookish relationships, whether excerpts from my reading journal or reflections on rereading. There are also regular posts about my reading log, my bookbag, my notebook and my — seemingly endless — stacks.

In earlier years, there were monthly updates with reading logs and some quotations. From 2010 through 2014, this site began to focus more on reviews and community events and festivals. Beginning in 2017, the emphasis shifted to backlist reading and to a broadening of reading borders, including 2020’s Here and Elsewhere and Read the Change launches, before shifting back to newer books in 2021, along with some favourite rereads. In 2023, I began to share even more reading about the environment.

There is a lot of bookchat here – more than 2,300 discussions (some short and some long) – with an emphasis on the works of Canadian authors (more than 1,086 of them, indicated in red, here). How much do I read? Stats are here. Do I have a collection? Yes, here. And favourites? Yes and yes!

I hope you will leave a comment and take part in the conversations. Or, if you prefer, send an email. If you live nearby, perhaps we can not only bookchat, but bookSHOPchat.

Tell me if you, too, are Buried.In.Print. and what you’re reading, what you just finished, what you wish you could forget reading, what you still haven’t read but keep meaning to read, and/or what is calling to you from the top of the stack.

There is no such thing as too much bookchat.

In bookishness,
B.I.P.