I dropped off two boxes of books yesterday at the used bookstore Blue Plate Books. I have been meaning for years to stop by this store and finally made it, and I can’t believe what a gem I have been missing–super nice owner, clean, well organized store.
With the exception of buying books for the kids, I have definitely moved away from purchasing books in recent years, favoring the library. For Christmas, I bought E several early readers. I wish I had visited Blue Plate Books where I could have gotten virtually new books for a third of the price.
The owner took about half of the books, paying me $18.00. Not a huge amount of money but more than what they were doing for me on the shelf. The other half he will take to the library for its large book sale.
Most of the books were my college books from English literature and history. It was hard giving them away. Those books symbolize a happy time in my life and activities that I don’t do much of anymore (reading literature and intellectual conversation). I loved going to class and learning. As corny as it sounds though, I felt like it was time though to let the books back into the world, so they could bring someone else joy, leaving space on those shelves for something new in my life.
