Cataloging frenzy
I’ve been on a news-and-blogging break for the past few days. Too much bad news, too many sources of futile teeth-gnashing. But today was a surprisingly good day, and I’m joining in the chorus of voices currently singing the praises of LibraryThing, which lets you catalog your own book collection. I signed up today, and during the ensuing mad cataloging frenzy, my catalog grew to 50 items in the space of a few hours. I’ll be experimenting with the blog widget ere long; for now, it looks like I’ll be upgrading to a paid account before the week is out. I love the combination of social tagging and LC-mining. It’s turning out to be completely addictive.
…speaking of which, I really ought to eat dinner instead of running back to the shelf for another armload of books to add to the catalog…
It is sadly addicting, isn’t it? I think I have over 300 books in LibraryThing so far…
Thanks for directing me there; that looks like a very handy tool.
Crumbs, that’s the coolest thing I’ve seen all week. It threatens to distract me from my Kant.
Thanks!
Ooooh. I’m in trouble now. I’ve started entering books from memory, randomly.
I know what you mean. Three days later and I’m ready to sign up for a paid account.
Addictions
It’s Saturday night, and what am I doing? I’m alone at my desk, feeding my two current addictions. One: Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab. Two: Library Thing. (1) I don’t wear perfume. But how can you resist oils with descriptions like…