I don't feel much pull to hang on to most of the fiction I read. There are some to-keep authors, like Brust, or some that are mostly to-keep (I'm ditching Fledgling--I'd like to pretend it doesn't exist) but mostly I am all about the non-fiction books (love/lust/need) and the more coffee-tablish they are, the more I love them.
I have no coffee tables.
All my shelving space is full. On the other hand, I could probably cull some of it... again.
Or just throw out the diary from 15 years ago that I can't even look at without cringing. You think?
I just threw out my teenage years diary. It had stopped making me cringe a while back, but it was taking up space while moving, so it got culled.
For the first time ever, we have two coffee table books on our coffee table. It's weird.
I could never bring myself to throw out any of my diaries. There is much cringeworthiness but they're also part of me.
I am bothered, though, by the curious ingratitude of authors who exploit a common fund of imagery while pretending to have nothing to do with the fellow-authors who created it and left it open to all who want to use it. A little return generosity would hardly come amiss.
How much do I love Ursula LeGuin? So very much.
I am de-booking myself. sigh. I'm going to miss some of them, but a lot of them are books I'll never read again and they're just occupying space. I hauled three shopping bags full to the library for their book sale ... when I wandered by (you thought I was going to miss a book sale? silly!) I found I kept reaching for books and then thinking "no, I brought that one".
Ooh, what library, Toddson? Where? Are there limits on donations? I need a place to take a lot of books!
Why do I suspect that LeGuin's review is better written and nicer to read than the book she's reviewing? I do love the phrase "openly commits genre."
That's a great review; Le Guin is a class act. I'm sort of interested to read the book, but I was so disappointed in
The Powerbook
that I've been too afraid to read anything Winterson has done since. She was one of my favorite, and most formative, authors for a long time, though, so perhaps I owe her another chance.