This bit from the Guardian caught my eye - it treads on the sacred ground of lending and borrowing books. A woman had a book returned from a friend. It was destroyed. And the friend didn't seem to care.
If you're not a bookie, read no further. I would be bereft without my books. It's always been that way. At the height of our most broke, the kids knew I would still find money for books, because sometimes the library wasn't enough. There are books I want to read; there are books I need to own.
I'm currently on the hunt for a great second hand bookstore. I want a big one, where I can restock on classics, and fill out authors' backlists. I don't want the stores that only stock Danielle Steele and Clive Cussler. I want bigger. If you know one, please let me know.
I borrow books from a few people, but I'm careful to return them. I know if a book came from Arlene, because they smell ever so slightly like the wonderful incense that she burns in her house. When I open her books, it's like she's sitting there with me. Same with books from my sister Roz - she wears this really light perfume that stays with the pages. Actually, I always know if it's Roz's book - it will probably be of a certain genre we refer to as Girl in a Dumpster. You want true crime, Roz is your woman.
We have a few shelves of books at the cottage that have been there forever. It's amazing what seems like a good read lying on the dock, slightly pickled on vodka and iced tea. And yeah, I think there's even a Danielle Steele up there.
The Guardian piece bemoans people that deface books. No respect. I can't write in a book - even in school, when I owned the books, I couldn't bring myself to highlight them or mark passages. Not even in pencil. A whole English degree, not a single mark in the books. The thing is, looking back, I kind of wish I had. You can learn a lot about a person by what they write in the margins. Heck, some people live in the margins.
Anyway. Let me know of any decent second- handers. And whoever has my Katherine Hepburn biography, I need it back. Please. Can't remember where I sent it.