Lending our books out is emotional. We love our books. Part of us worry about our precious books. We wonder if we’ll ever see them again (the books, not our friends). The other part of us is busy trying to give the worrying part of us moral support for the tumult felt deep within our soul, which is also equally torn.
Setting rules for others to borrow our books is easy. We can half-jokingly say “Lose it or hurt it, and I will hunt you down.”
Setting rules for ourselves is harder. I love lending books. I love hearing how much that person enjoyed book that they would otherwise not have read. I love hearing differing opinions and perspectives when they don’t.
I also have rules for myself about lending my books. I set us both up to not sweat the small stuff. Continue reading
At least twice a year, I get to fly across the country for business. I enjoy these trips, but it never fails that each time, I have the same struggle suffered by bookworms since the invention of travel.
What to take to read?
Some make New Year’s resolutions; others have New Year’s resolutions thrust upon them. I fall under Column B.
I am under a book buying ban until further notice.
With good reason.
Last week, I re-discovered goodreads.com. I’d apparently created a goodreads account July 2013, but had never gotten around to actually using it for some reason I can’t remember. Then one of my favorite bookish YouTubers set up an account and being the faithful fangirl that I am, I followed her so I could follow her reading lists.
I then discovered the feature that lets me make lists.
I knew I have a lot of books. Hard not to notice when I have five full bookcases, plus three knee-high stacks that live on the floor and a short stack on my nightstand.
And the miscellaneous collections tucked in my nightstand, my workbag, my purse and in the back of my car.
Still, I hadn’t realized how much they’d taken over until I walked into 7’x7’ space I call my home office. Most, I don’t even remember buying. No idea where they came from or how long I’ve had them.
I also realized that I hadn’t been in my office in quite some time because it was overcrowded with my books; no room for me to be comfortable.
So, I decided to purge.
I began by searching “how to purge books” online because clearly I had no idea how to get it done or I wouldn’t be surrounded in the first place.
Yes, for this post “awesomenesses” is a word.
Because during my latest Internet travels, I’ve discovered some awesomenesses that yearn to be shared.
And they’re worth the extra syllable, however incorrect that syllable is in just about every conceivable way.
Because they’re just that awesome.
Hence the happy cartoon. And flog-me-now abuse of the word “awesome.” May Strunk and White have mercy on my soul.
Starting with the helpful and working our way to entertaining, enjoy!