I love books. I’ve always loved books. And I have too many of them. Too many to read.
I’ve actually just re-registered a variant of a domain name I had years ago: TheUncracked.com. And when I say just, I literally mean I wrapped up the domain registration and then started writing this post.
The original idea behind it? An aftermarket bookshop for the books that caught your eye, your interest, and your money, but for whatever reason, you didn’t even open.
Why do we do this? What’s the reasoning behind WANTING books? Where does it even come from?
I don’t read them for too many reasons:
- I tell myself I don’t have time.
- I don’t make time.
- I have too many to read.
I’m going to try to crack some of them open this year, and read them, and then maybe give them away. My plan for reading them goes thusly:
I’m going to keep about 3 or 4 books on the shelf and see if that helps with the overwhelm. I’ve started by removing all the books from my desk shelf. I’ll use the space for other things. And, as a reminder that I need to read some of the books that once filled those shelves.
When the shelves are FULL of books, they’re storage. Easy to ignore. But a single book on each of 3 or 4 different shelves? That’s an invitation.