Speaking of books
Ran across this article (via Reason) written by a book lover. He writes about the need to buy books and what that does for his living space.
But after living in smallish apartments for decades I just spent seven years in a house with a full-size attic, and everything went to hell. Books entered my house under cover of night, from the four winds, smuggled in by woodland creatures, and then they never left. Books collected on every surface; I believe that somehow they managed to breed.That reminds me of a certain brother and father of mine. Yes, and me too. Actually I can relate to the entire thing. I love books and have to make an effort not to buy too many more. Used book stores effect me just like catnip does to the kitties. When I worked at a B&N with a used section, I'd come home with arm-loads of the things. This section spoke to me too:
Over the years I've gotten used to the inevitable questions about my accumulation of books. No, I haven't read all of them, nor do I intend to -- in some cases that's not the point. No, I'm not a lawyer (a question usually asked by couriers, back in the days of couriers). I do have a few hundred books that I reread or consult fairly regularly, and I have a lot of books pertaining to whatever current or future projects I have on the fire, and I have many, many books speculatively pointing toward some project that is still barely a gleam in my eye. I have a lot of books that I need for reference, especially now that I live 40 minutes away from the nearest really solid library. I have some books that exist in the same capacity as the more recondite tools in the chest of a good carpenter -- you may not need it more than once in 20 years, but it's awfully nice to have it there when you do. Primarily, though, books function as a kind of external hard drive for my mind -- my brain isn't big enough to do all the things it wants or needs to do without help.Really, I could quote things from almost every paragraph in the piece. The whole thing is well worth reading.
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Dad.
Fortunately, my family's local, so I was generally able to sponge food off of them.
Speaking of books - go to The Loft on Thursday at 7:00 for my friend Brian's reading of his new novel. It's his 3rd book but the first time I've actually hired a sitter to go to his reading. Should be fun!
I do the Carrster method: if it's not near and dear to my heart, I move it on. But Hans keeps EVERY. SINGLE. ONE.