I have a collection of books of John Grisham. I have been collecting them since 2009, and now I have decided to let go of them, some.
Keeping them on my bookshelves, lining them up alphabetically, snuggle them to each other, for 3 years, it was an amazing feeling I ever had. Just by seeing them added to the pile from one book to two, and three, to four and now the total of twenty-two of them, seeing them every time I passed by the shelves, I feel proud of myself. This is my dearest collection of a whole books. It was like a bonding between I and them, and it was sad watching them go. Really sad.
But I had no choice. I do not have enough space. I kept telling my sister that I need to buy another shelves to store my books. I even had some of them – 4 boxes of Double AA paper – stored in the office. But the collections are keep growing. More books are keep coming in, even though I keep reminding myself, that I have to stop buying books. But I just could not help myself. Each time I heard books, pre-loved books, second hand books, used books, any of them, my ears perk up. So I keep buying them.
Yesterday, I sorted out the books at the office, found out that I have another box of unread books. I brought home. My sister saw them and sigh, another books.
So today I decided to let go the total of nineteen books of John Grisham. I left three which are The Client, The Rainmaker and The Firm, so that I could re-read them in the future.
Also, I decided to let go five of Julie Garwood’s books.
Anyone interested, may contact me for further details or visit my shop here mudah.my/tata-bookshelf.
The collections that I will definitely not to let go are Lee Child and Steve Martini. Err.. for time being.