My home is overrun by books. I love them. But I plan to celebrate my new sofa by having my living room painted, so some of these books and magazines simply have to go. Any books that can't be housed in the den have to be "re-homed."
Since I hate to part with any of them, it's slow going. That slim volume of Agatha Christie short stories? Sure, I could get rid of it. After all, once you know whodunnit, there's little point in rereading. But these were my first Marple mysteries! Just holding the book with the ladylike lavender dust jacket made me recall how delighted I was to finally make Miss Marple's acquaintance. You see the problem.
On the other hand, I'm glad to be getting rid of my Jen Lancaster books. She an undeniably talented local author I read obsessively for a while … until I noticed the quality of her books taking a slow dive and discovered through her social media/online presence that her self absorption wasn't leavened with self awareness. Getting rid of her stuff feels like an exorcism, giving me the high that "decluttering" articles always promise.
I'd never throw any book away. That's why I'm putting them in my neighbor's Little Free Library for someone else to take and enjoy. It might make Jen Lancaster happy to
know that, in my bluer-than-blue community, she has a crack at changing
more progressive little minds.
As the lady herself once said:
“No one’s going to be won over by my spouting dogma in my books because
that’s not why people buy my stuff. I don’t write essays on why
liberalism doesn’t work or why Obama’s taking us down a slippery slope.
People read my books to laugh, so that’s my goal. But if my goofy
little stories just happen to emphasize conservative values like
morality, self-determination, and liberty, well… let’s just say that’s
not unintentional.”
Yeah, those are exclusively conservative values and completely foreign to us libs.
Did I mention how satisfying it is that others will be getting
her books but she won't be getting royalties? Who says liberalism
doesn't work? Tee hee.
These are the thoughts and observations of me — a woman of a certain age. (Oh, my, God, I'm 65!) I'm single. I'm successful enough (independent, self supporting). I live just outside Chicago, the best city in the world. I'm an aunt and a friend. I feel that voices like mine are rather underrepresented online or in print. So here I am. If my musings resonate with you, please visit my blog again sometime.
There's something so satisfying about getting rid of stuff that has no value to you anymore. Your living room is going to look great!
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