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Sunday, February 19, 2012
A bookshelf is as particular to its owner as are his or her clothes; a personality is stamped on a library just as a shoe is shaped by a foot. ~Alan Bennett
Finally. A niche carved out in the basement for my volumes of books (ignore the exposed ceiling, please). Nine feet wide and eight feet tall - and still not finished with stocking these shelves! I'm filled with a mix of melancholy wistfulness: a combo of elation, excitement, depression, fear, apprehension, disgust.
Yep... elation, excitement, depression, fear, apprehension, disgust.
Elation & Excitement: finally, finally, FINALLY, the books are released from storage & set free to live & breathe on the shelves! What joy to see book lined shelves - absolute joy!!!
Depression: sure are a lot of books on here that I've had for years... years!... and haven't even cracked the spine of...
Fear & Apprehension: so many books, so little time... what if I can't read them all? What if there is something really important in here that I should have known before now? What have I missed out on? How come there are 2 copies of this same book??? Grrr... What on earth do I read next? How do I decide??? What about my ever-growing list of "books to be read"? How will I ever stay current with the "hot list" if I'm stuck in time reading what I should have read 10, 15 years ago??? What happens to these beloved books if I die? Will my family treasure & appreciate them as much as I do? Will they keep them or give them away? What if, what if, what if???
Disgust: what the hell is wrong with me that I've invested so much money over the years & then not read these books? Why did I buy some that I did? Was I thinking I would learn something from this topic? Was "everybody reading it" so I had to buy a copy, too? Did I buy it for a true internal purpose or for show? Just who am I trying to impress anyway??? Am I really going to read this, I mean, really???
OK, doom & gloom rant over! I'm either going to jump in with both feet or throw in the towel. That's a decision for another day, tho. Because today I'm going to finish unpacking these books & stocking these shelves. Then the slow, painful process of honest elimination can begin.