Libraries and Histories

This weekend I achieved a lifelong goal– we have a library in our house!  When you walk into our house, the first room you see is now our library, wall-to-wall books.  It was such a great experience to unpack all my old friends, many of which I hadn’t seen since we moved in almost a year ago.  For writers and all of us who think of ourselves as bibliophiles or literary folks, our books are such a major part of who we are.  My home feels more complete now that they are on display.

Another bonus was that I found six or seven of my writing notebooks that I had accidentally packed away with the regular books, some of which dated back for years.  In one, a book I hadn’t looked at in five years or so, I found a batch of eight or nine poems.  I remember writing those poems, in the aftermath of a terrible breakup, and I think about half of them still bear further revision and attention.  I’m hoping to get a start on those tonight– perhaps in my new library!

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