Yearnings

Monday, May 10, 2010

My tiny house is filled with books and also with bookshelves, but even so, every few months I'm at the local public library, handing in stacks of books for which I've not been able to make enough room.  The one shelf that never gets relieved is the shelf pictured here, beyond my desk in my office.  It's where I keep my poetry and nature books (or some of them), as well as the memoirs that I teach.  We learn a lot about ourselves, I think, when we consider which books we're willing to part with. 

For my part I sense a yearning—deep, unschooled—to return to the full-length nonfiction form.  As a reader, certainly.  As a writer, perhaps.

4 comments:

Amy said...

It's so true, sometimes as a reader I feel a deep yearning for certain kinds of books. It's an important thing to be aware of since I talk about books on a schedule on my blog.

Mandy said...

"We learn a lot about ourselves, I think, when we consider which books we're willing to part with." Ohh, I love that thought. I have two bookshelves that contain books that I will never part with. One of them is full of books that I would probably cry over if they were damaged or lost.

Lilian Nattel said...

That's an interesting yearning, Beth. I wonder where it'll take you.

Beth F said...

Jumping to new subject: do you spin? I have an Ashford Traditional wheel -- I used to spin, but I'd rather be knitting and leave the spinning to someone else. Hum, just had a thought: Is this like letting someone else do the writing so I can do the editing? Lost in tangents this cool Tuesday morning.

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