I break the spine of the book I'm reading.
I wear out the edges of the cover.
I don't mind laying my book face down at the page I'm at and leaving it there until my return.
I don't mind when the corners of a page are turned slightly up.
I don't mind if a little water managed to soak the bottom of a page.
I love creased covers.
I love yellowing pages.
I love looking at my bookshelf and seeing the books that are battered and wrinkled.
And do you know why?
It gives the book life. Suggests they've been places, been read, been re-read and been loved. They've been on adventures, seen things, locked memories within their pages. Memories that can be relived and experienced again every time the book is picked up and pages are turned.
There's the mark made by the sand on the beach in Portugal.
Oh, look! There's the tear I made when I couldn't stop flying through the pages.
There's the crack in the spine I made when I was so frustrated with these two characters because they couldn't see how perfect they were for each other!
It gives the book vitality, something unique, something else that no other book can compete with. The book with the fraying edges, yellow pages, cover discolouration, wrinkles, cracks and tears could be one of the books you hold dearest to your heart.That's why I am proud to be a spine breaker. Are you?