I love bookstores. I love libraries. I love them both because they have books with so much information and interesting stuff and possibilities. The additional cool thing about libraries is that you can borrow the book to read usually for free. The cool thing about bookstores is that you can own the book and then it doesn’t matter how long it takes you to read it.
I spend a lot of money in bookstores. For that matter so do my parents. My sister I think spends a lot of time at the library. She had two kids. It’s easier and less expensive to go to a library than to a bookstore.
It’s interesting, as a kid I remember spending
a lot of time in libraries. We went regularly to the city library. We went for movie night and we went just because it was the night to go to the library. I remember checking out books to read. I read short stories. I liked the mythology type stories and Encyclopedia Brown. I read most of those. I even read a large number of Nancy Drew.
When I was a kid my parents went to college in the evening. Instead of leaving us at home with a sitter they took us a long and we spent their class time in the library. I’m certain I read books there, or at least looked through them. I think we usually took our own books and homework.
For as much time as I remember spending in the library as a kid, I don’t remember much time spent in bookstores. I’m not sure we had the type of mega-bookstores then that we have now. I don’t remember the first book I purchased. I remember buying books at garage sales. I had cheap paperbacks from the Pick-n-Save. I even remember going to used bookstores.
When I was a teenager we had a friend that owned a bookstore and then she was closing or selling and in all that we ended up with a lot of books. At that point is when I really remember my family’s collection of books starting to grow. It’s gotten worse. We’ve all moved since then. My parents, well, my father mitigates his collection by periodically culling and taking them to a paperback book exchange and then getting more there. My mother, periodically goes through what she has and gets rid of stuff. My sister and I get the phone call from my mother that is…”I’m getting rid of…Do you want it? If not it’s going out the door.” Sometimes it’s something I want sometimes it’s something my sister wants. A lot of times it’s something we neither one want.
If I want to read sci-fi, I can pretty much go and browse my father’s shelves for something interesting to read. I’ve read a lot of them though. If I want pot-luck, well mother’s good for that.
My collection continues to grow. I have sci-fi and a lot of computer books, there’s some physics mixed in there and stuff on ancient civilizations. Not a lot of what my boss at work calls pleasure reading. Then again, I find reading physics, and Shakespeare, computer books and such pleasurable. I check my bubblegum reading out from the library. I’ve read almost all of the ‘Cat Who…’ series. I like it. I can sit down and read one in an afternoon.
I just got back from the bookstore today. I walked out with 7 books. And I need one more, they just didn’t have it. In the past week to two weeks I’ve purchased 10 books. I still have a few to read from previous purchases.
I don’t have room on my bookshelves right now to add books. I’ve even got some shelve stacked double. I’m going to have to get another bookshelf soon. I was contemplating this problem recently, trying to figure out where I’m going to put it. I finally decided it can go in front of the bathroom. There’s a wall there facing the door. It should be perfect. It’s also right next to the office so it’s still easy access.
Books are such great things. They teach you stuff, they take you places, they sometimes just entertain. You can read about so many things.
Originally published at: suguayproductions.com/joomla which has been discontinued.
