So last night I started reading Seth Baumgartner's Love Manifesto, this new book by Eric Luper that's been sitting in my to-read pile for weeks (the problem of having a to-read pile with about 30-40 must reads). And I'm reading and I'm digging it, and then I say to Colin, "What's that smell?"
He responds, "What smell? I don't smell anything. Not that skunk again."
"No, not a skunk," I tell him. "It smells kind of sweet but kind of bad." I think, God, I hope not, and sniff myself. Nope! Is it Colin? He's sitting across the room, so that's unlikely. (Though for other reasons too, rather unlikely.)
I take a break from reading, thinking of what the smell could be, and a breeze comes in and I get another big whiff of it. "God, what is that smell?"
Turning to look out the window, I spot it. The book, cover off, sitting there in all its red, brand new book glory. I take a big whiff. Sure enough, the book REEKS. Not the pages, just the cover. I have no idea why, but now I cannot bring myself to read the book.
What's a girl supposed to do when the book she wants to read smells? I'm pretty familiar with smelly books, having weeded lots of them from the library. Any time a coworker said, "Smell this!" while holding up a book, I always did. And always regretted it. But I never thought I'd have this problem with a brand new book! I'm going to let it air out, if you will, for a few days before trying to read it again.
Has anyone else ever had this problem? Any ideas? I have some scented draw lining paper somewhere, but it seems rather old lady to cover a YA book in lavender printed, lavender-scented paper. Right?