Fred Aiken Writing

She buys books. She buys thousands of books. Millions, in fact. Billions, perhaps. She buys more books than any library in the world.

But she doesn’t read them. She doesn’t have the time. Instead, she builds. Miles of books stacked one on top of another. They peak into the stratosphere. The structure shadows over the world. People begin questioning why she’s stacking so many books. A TYRANNY OF BOOKS, people say.

She replies, I’M DYSLEXIC. I BUILT A CITY OF BOOKS BEFORE I ALLOWED THEM TO BUILD THE CITY FOR ME.

No one responded. And she never read any book.