This may be sacrilege for a writer to say, but recently, I’ve grown tired of being surrounded by so many books. I know how that sounds. But the fact is, as I get older, I look back on all that I’ve accumulated over 20 plus years since I’ve been on my own. Boxes and boxes of books traveled with me to four cities in three different states, books I thought I could never live without. But as the clutter grew, so did my anxiety. Yes, I watched all episodes of Marie Kondo’s organizing show on Netflix. Yes, I started folding my underwear. I also started taking a harder look at everything around me—including my books.
Books that Survived the Cut
Books that Survived the Cut
Books that Survived the Cut
This may be sacrilege for a writer to say, but recently, I’ve grown tired of being surrounded by so many books. I know how that sounds. But the fact is, as I get older, I look back on all that I’ve accumulated over 20 plus years since I’ve been on my own. Boxes and boxes of books traveled with me to four cities in three different states, books I thought I could never live without. But as the clutter grew, so did my anxiety. Yes, I watched all episodes of Marie Kondo’s organizing show on Netflix. Yes, I started folding my underwear. I also started taking a harder look at everything around me—including my books.