Help!!! What should I do?
I literally am ‘drowning in a sea of books’ and although I can’t think of a better way to go, it’s just getting to be a nightmare for everyone else around me, AKA, my long suffering husband.
Whilst he shares my love of books and quite often stops to peruse my latest additions, his sense of practicality is kicking in big time, so I have some tough decisions to make.
I have every excuse going, as to why the situation isn’t really that bad, but let’s face it, I think I am almost approaching the stage of Bibliomania, Bibliophile just doesn’t seem a strong enough:-
“The term bibliophile can also be applied to one who has an obsessive fondeness for books, perhaps amounting to bibliomania. This is most often seen in compulsive hoarders identifiable by the fact that the number of unread books in their possession is continually increasing relative to the total number of books they possess; and read. Extreme bibliophilia may amount to a diagnosed psychological condition.”
I only ever read a book once, then it is passed on or recycled, but seldom destroyed. The trouble is that all the friends and family I pass books on to, give me others in exchange, so I am back square one.
Take yesterday…… As my elderly father, being a full time carer, is unable to get out for any length of time, I usually amass a pile of his favourite detective/crime thrillers, to take for him when we visit. My other half is okay with this, because he knows that, that particular pile will be leaving the house at a defined point in time. The problem comes when my father has read the last supply he received and swaps them for my latest selection, when we see him, as he doesn’t have anyone else to pass them on to. I then come home, with as many books as I left with, that I know I will also enjoy and that I can’t bring myself to part with until I have read them.
Then there are all the non-fiction books that stand and lean in drunken piles around the place, that I have convinced myself will sell fantastically well on my small Amazon Marketplace shop. https://www.amazon.co.uk/shops/inspire_books1 They are all selcted with great care, for both their interesting content and their first class condition, nothing dirty or damaged ever makes it’s way into the system. These books, I will always browse through before listing them for sale and have probably, sub-consciously, amassed a whole load of interesting information, that I never would have known before. In fact, in my defense, I have to say that ‘hubbie’ probably browses as much as I do. The trouble is, I have amassed far more books than I will ever sell and even if I had the time to list them all for sale, I have no realistic way of storing them after listing, so that they do not get damaged before shipping. How you store a book before listing, is much different to the kid glove treatment it gets, when it’s condition has been carefully decribed to its potential new owner.
My listed inventory rests carefully protected in archive boxes, waiting their turn for retrieval and shipping, where they will hopefully be returned to bookshelves and coveted, in a less hectic environment, by their new owners.
So there all my back up stock sits, every shape, size and subject matter known to mankind. Bookshelves in almost every room, with books lined up neatly, but still two or three rows deep. Then, hidden away in one room, that is never opened to anyone but us, piles that lean precariously, propped up by their neighbour, lest they should topple. Handled carefully, always watchful of the avalanche that may ensue if the wrong one is selected. My desk and chair neatly fitting into the smallest possible space amongst them, always hoping that I do not need to turn around in the chair, or need to retrieve a fallen object from the floor.
Now, can you see my predicament? My stock for sale is something that I could solve, if I had the willpower to stop looking for more potential ‘best sellers’, list all the stock I have around the place and only keep an inventory that I can store and access sensibly. That may be possible to do with a huge amount of willpower, but finding the time to read all my fiction treasures, or cull the stock down to my absolute favourites, is another matter.
I really do need the services of a ‘book fairy’, who will come in whilst I sleep and return everything to normality, or even better, magically transport us to a much larger property, where my collection will be able to spread with ease. No, I know that isn’t the answer, so finding that day when I feel strong enough to tackle the problem, is fast approaching. Then look out, because someone, somewhere, may be getting an unwanted problem, as I know that they will all have to be found homes for, destruction is not an option!!!
Oh for the day when we can achieve immortality, but I guess by then, we won’t need books, as all the information known to mankind will have already been implanted into us and life just won’t have the same appeal, as the look, smell and feel of a good book…..