That's always been a problem for me, but it's really an issue right now. Well before the holiday, I put several books on reserve at the library. You never know when they'll show up. Then for Christmas I got six new books, and I bought one that had received a great review. So I'm reading Listening is an Act of Love while I'm walking on the treadmill, and I'm reading Songs for the Missing at night. I'm also trying to squeeze in a chapter or two of some of the nonfiction books I got as well. Lo and behold, I discover the library has received two of the books I put on hold. I started both of them last night, secretly hoping I wouldn't care for one of them so I could return it. Alas, I like both of them very much, so now I am reading I See You Everywhere at home, and Reading the OED: One Man, One Year, and 21,730 Pages while I'm walking on the treadmill. You might think the latter book would be a bit dry, but I have laughed out loud time and time again. I'll never remember the words Shea found in the OED, but his interpretation of their definitions is a hoot! I'll get back to the others when I've returned these to the library.