Books

I have loved books for as long as I can remember. Not only do I love reading them, I also smile at the sight of their spines dressed in brightly-colored jackets on the bookshelves. I take pleasure in the feel of the pages as they slide through my fingers, some slippery like silk, and others calloused like hard-worked hands. The smell of the ink mixed with the paper’s wooded past tickles my nose as my ears collect the faint sound of rustling, word-filled pages.

My guilty pleasure is buying books, even when I have far more than I could read in a year–perhaps two or three. Bookstore visits are fraught with temptation that must be resisted.

“Only one or two,” I admonish myself as my eyes grow wide at the sight of the tables and shelves, heavy with volumes begging to be bought.

Before embarking on my motorhome travels, I had more than 700 books crowding the shelves of my house. Some were old friends that had to be parted with in order to live my new, mobile life. There isn’t much room for books in a motorhome. Still, I managed to stuff a couple of boxes filled to the brim into the motorhome’s tiny cubbyholes.

This doesn’t mean that I only enjoy printed books. Now I read them on my tablet when I’m traveling, and listen to them on Audible while I’m walking or driving in the car. Back then, I didn’t have a tablet, and hadn’t yet heard of Audible.

Now that I’m no longer living in the motorhome, I find more and more volumes creeping onto the shelves, multiplying like rabbits, overflowing their allotted space. If only there was more time! Then I could read them and pass them along. But could I, really, pass them along? Some of them, certainly. Others, no. Some will remain my trusty, bookshelf friends.

6 thoughts on “For the Love of Books

  1. As Heidi’s sister, I can vouch for her in that she truly loves books. She was always a book worm, even as a little girl. One childhood memory I have is Heidi curled up on the couch, always with a book in her hands. She takes after our Mom, who also is a lover of books. I am so happy to see Heidi realize her dream of writing her own book!

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  2. Oh, all those beautiful books! Heidi, your love of books comes across in a way that all book lovers can relate to. Books are lovely to hold. It’s comforting to turn their pages. And yes, they have their own smells – especially the old ones. And the stories they contain! It’s amazing. Years ago, when I became a devoted visitor to public libraries, I gave up almost all of my books. While I can no longer see them lined, stacked and piled up on my bookshelves, I can still enjoy reading them.

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  3. I like books and reading, too. However, I must admit that I like downloading and reading them now. Thought I would never get used to it, but I have. They don’t take up the space, are backlit at night (not as likely to wake up my husband), and they are not back-breaking to move (which I have recently). All the positive and none of the negative. They are pretty to look at, though. I will give you that!

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  4. Great post. One day Heidi will need to remove some of those books to make room on the shelf for her own! Looking forward to that post and new picture.

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