|the hall to the room|
This time, the books I've brought home from school have all been used and read and re-read, and loved. I'm also trying to project ahead what I might want in the future. I want a shelf of books that I still want to read, new and old. I want a large part of the collection to remain poetry, for adults and children; and I want to retain my rather huge collection of picture books. The slice of my life lately is decisions, decisions. Do I keep the recent favorites simply because I thought they were wonderful and might re-read them? What if I want to use some of the books as references in my writing? How many should I save for my granddaughters? What about those I just love, and know that I will never read them again?
And is it silly, even trifling to spend so much thinking time about this? I say, "Just get on with it, Linda!" Then I pick up the next stack, browse and think, wonder "if", read a few pages, and try to decide. Minutes pass.
I do admit that I have a couple of more shelves I'm also bringing home from school that I own, so that will help. And there are some that I've kept from the earlier move that I think I'll give up, which will afford more room. This will be a slice of my life for a while, and I realize that perhaps part of the challenge is saying goodbye to teaching, although I won't easily really say goodbye to books for children.
And, if you have any advice for me in the choosing, please, please let me know in the comments!