I’m working towards doing something radical, like moving from this four bedroom monstrosity to something that I’d actually like to live in. That means that, basically, I have to get rid of 90% of my stuff.
Books are first. I’ve kept, like, every book I’ve ever had. Because. I once had twelve bookshelves; I’m now down to four, and my eventual goal is one. I have what I have because I think I should have it. Books of obscure science fiction writers because I feel like I’m the only one keeping them alive (Kornbluth, Simak, Zelazny, etc.) Although that goal gets stranger every year. I once kept all of my books from this obscure troubled writer named Phil Dick, but then he apparently became popular. Likewise, Richard Bachman.
Anyway. I’ve tossed my case of ‘books I should keep but I’ll never re-read’. Two copies of the Koran; three of the Bible.
Found this one, and I think I’ll read it before I toss it:
What fun! 1912 (I think. No date on the inside, but some folks say it’s 1910. Nope – mentions the Titanic. But does not mention WWI, or Einstein So pre-1914). Take a look at the table of contents:
Whoa. Liquid Air! Colour Photography!
Fun read.