am i a book fetishist?

[Tony Elias]

Mason and Dixon has finally reached terra australis - at least for me. It
was delivered to my door by a grumpy postal worker less than an hour ago.
woo hoo!      

I mention these mundanities because p-listers are the only people who might
relate to the queer senation of holding it, looking at its gorgeous cover
and binding, finally having it in your hands, yours. reading it is another
kind of joy altogether, right now, it's just the book, the object. Is this a
derivate of some strange commodity fetishism - or is it a bibliophilia of a
peculiarly Pynchonian character?