At the end of this month I will be moving from my apartment. What a way to start the new year . I hate moving with a passion. There are so many expenses involved, renting a truck , buying boxes, tape, bubble wrap and renting a storage unit.
Each time I move I downsize. My place gets smaller and smaller.
I gave away and donated many items. However, there is one thing I can not part with, my books.
At one time I had so many books my friends and family had to complete index cards so I could keep up with which books were loaned out.
I can spend all day in any book store not just Borders. I am perplexed about why we can't find bookstores in the hood. As long as the immutable lie that black people don't read continues, we may never see bookstores there.
I love libraries as much as bookstores. Free internet and books galore. It is reprehensible that the days and hours that the library is available has been severely affected by budget cuts.
Not only did I start my own book club, I also had membership at several other clubs. What can I say, I enjoy the fellowship and the lively discussions .
I'm sad my new place does not have room for bookshelves.
It will be daunting to adjust to a micro sized apartment. It won't be the same without my books all around me.
Queen of Hearts
