The Roving Reader's Dilemna

I love books.
I read fast.
I spend a lot of time on the road, which means lots of reading time.
Lots of reading time means lots of books, especially since I do write reviews and thus get scads of books to review from publishers and my editor.
The problem comes...when I'm done with them. Because they're books, see. And I love books, and want to hug them and squeeze them and call them George, and never, ever leave them.
Except, of course, that they're kind of heavy. And I added a bottle of something...