My name is Mr. Bookshelf. And I know what you’re thinking: “Oh, just another bookshelf that collects dust.” Actually, not at all. I’m actually quite evolved. In fact, I’ve learned to speak!
A talking bookshelf!? Well yes, what was I supposed to do? Ever since the invention of the smartphone, people have been ignoring me. So much so that I accumulated a thick layer of dust. That’s when I took matters into my own hands and learned to speak. I had to! Really it was the only way to distract you all from your phones. Why spend time with your bookshelf? Think of me as the “daytime equivalent” of a campfire. It’s where you go to reconnect with what’s important in your life. Most of all your Rereadables – i.e. those book you go back to time and time again.
So welcome and pull up a seat: We have a lot of rereading to do!