The unloved

As we contemplate moving again (it's been a blissful five years sans haulage), I find myself thinking 'Oh, I should get rid of some of the hundreds of books I've acquired' -- but how?

How would I choose? Should I get rid of the ones I've never finished reading? Well, not reading a book all the way through is normal, if you are an academic. You milk them, like little buttercups, for the goodness in them.

What about the ones everyone has? The classics, especially classic paperbacks -- they're in every library, I can get them anytime (except late at night or when I am running for the train). Hm.

The old school books? Well actually, many of those are gone, and what remains represents those subjects I'm most interested in. If learning makes you who you are, then these are a part of me. Might as well lop off a toe, or a small digit.

Not the battered and beaten up old ones, they are battered for a reason: I've probably read each of them fifty-two times. Not the ones I was given but haven't read yet.

I know. I'll cut down my bookload. I'll stop going to the library, for at least a week.

Whew, glad we sorted that one out, then....

Bev