Casting out the demons

So I’m getting connected all over and in the process I realize the commercial booksellers are chasing down my debit card.  Facebook has the visual bookshelf and in Linkedin Amazon urges me to share my current reading list.  Buying books is always a good purchase and one I have never regretted.  Nevertheless call me old fashioned.

Libraries are wonderful many do have their doors open contrary to popular belief.  Many have also embraced technology to enable us to enjoy them even if we limit that contact to selecting books online and then retrieving them once the on hold email has been sent.  It goes further though.

Let me tell you that being 68 on the wait list for any book sucks. This scarcity makes getting the book a more prized item.  Once getting the books the clock starts counting down until it’s due again.  Avid booklover that I am owning a book sometimes takes away the sense of urgency I have at actually completing it.  It’s mine and I will keep it read on my deathbed.  Two weeks before I become the inconsiderate one  holding up the line.  Fines help me remember to return.  Truly the book return is the gem that the commercial book seller robs from us as we seek to fill our bookshelves with the show of our cultural attainment.

When you love a restaurant what do you do?  You tell people you share it.  Why?  Because wondrous things should not be kept to yourself but shared freely.  Often I read books and they have brought about such a feeling, understand or joy that I can’t keep them to myself but I give them away.  Hoarding knowledge seems a selfish thing to do.  Returning the books allows countless others to share in a common experience as well as individual enlightenment if the book be of quality.

At this time my bookshelves consist mostly of those books which I have read five times or more.  Taking this approach I have saved money which I have spent on tickets to concerts, plays and stand up comedians.