As most of you probably know by now, I was attending graduate school in Vancouver the past two years. (You also know that it was fantastic, I love Vancouver and it is probably my favorite North American city bar none at this point, and I made a whole lot of wonderful friends most of whom are still in Vancouver and whom I miss terribly.) I’m back in St. Louis now, and one of the things I’ve been doing is getting rid of stuff.
Well, to be precise, I’ve been making piles of things to get rid of. While I may have brought back enough Doctor Who t-shirts to wear a different one every day of the week without repeating (and then some), the closet is full of a lot of clothes that I don’t really wear. There’s also a pile of electronics in the basement that desperately need to be recycled (any suggestions, people of the interverse?), and there are still some old toys from my ill-considered flirtation with Star Trek collectibles.
There are also books. Lots and lots of books.
I don’t have enough room on the shelves for all my books. Now, most people might say, buy another shelf! Sure, just hand the addict that crack pipe, why don’t ya.
Before I left for grad school, I took five boxes of books to my favorite local indie, where they translated into $50 of store credit. (There’s that crack pipe again.) I figure for every new book I bring into the house, two other books must go. That’s why there’s a stack of books in the hall waiting to be turned in.
I don’t feel bad about that, really. Most of them, even if I enjoyed them the first time around, are not titles I imagine I’ll be inclined to read again. And if I am, by some chance, well there’s always the library.
Which brings us to today’s #BookADay category, a book that doesn’t belong to me. Technically, I don’t have it yet either, but I put a hold request on it at my library yesterday. That’s The Fault in Our Stars by John Green. I know, I’m probably the last person in the world who hasn’t read it, but I’m really looking forward to it.
In fact, the book won’t even come into the house, in a manner of speaking. I put in a request for the e-book.
Up tomorrow: probably more Fitzgerald!