Books

I cleaned my home office the other day. I had empty boxes and piles of books sitting around. I wanted to get rid of the pile of books and clear my bookshelves. I grabbed a huge box and started pulling books off the shelf. I ended up taking 33 books off the shelf. I wrote down the name of the book and how much it cost, for tax purposes. This big box went to the library as a donation. I know I would never read these 33 books again. I figured someone else might like them and they may be read again.

I started reading a book a few days ago. I read the first chapter. It was difficult to concentrate on the words. I had no interest in it whatsoever. It was a struggle to read the 12 pages. I continued to chapter 2. I read a paragraph and stopped. There was no point in continuing to read. I've read enough books in my life to know when I won't like it. I pulled out my bookmark and closed the book.

I had another book by the same author in my pile of books to read. I decided to skip that book as well. I read a couple of the author's books before. They were given to me as a gift from my sister. They were OK books, but not really my taste. I read them because they were a gift and I wanted something to read.

The book that I gave up on and the book I decided to skip made their way into the donation box. The library now has 35 books that are in very good condition. With those books off of my shelf, now I have room for more books that I do like.

I have a sneaky suspicion that my sister bought me a Kindle for my birthday. I mentioned to her before that I would like one. I will find out for sure Saturday when I see her. If that is the case, I won't be cluttering up my shelf with books. E-books won't be taking up any space on my bookshelf.