A few days ago, an old friend sent out the following tweet:
This used to be a key method in building relationships. You’d go over to someone’s house and surreptitiously scan their shelves to find out what you had in common. He has a copy of Daydream Nation, we’re likely to get along. Her collection is mighty heavy on Billy Joel albums, I think it might be time to leave. I suppose that these days this sort of inventory-taking has now been replaced by Facebook stalking. Perhaps that’s what all the young folks are doing when I see them in bars staring into their screens rather than talking to one another.
While I’ve managed to go digital for my music and movies, it got me thinking about the never-ending task of trying to fit a lifetime’s worth of books into one’s house. I suppose this is one of the real strengths of the ebook, but as a stubborn devotee of ink and paper (no, it’s not the smell, it’s that I refuse to submit to the required vendor lock-in and frankly, most days I need a break from staring into a screen), I find myself constantly culling overflowing bookcases. Am I really ever going to re-read this book, or would it live a better life if donated? And what if I ever want to move? What am I going to do with all of these books?
Then I came across the video below and felt a little better.