Booking Through Thursday is a weekly meme about (mostly) books and reading. Here is this week’s question:
What kind of moving experiences have you had with your books? (Or, just in general if you’ve got good Moving Day stories–and who doesn’t?) Did having to pack and move your books cause any changes in your book-collecting habits? Make you wish you had everything on an e-reader?
Supervising the packing of books and unpacking however is really traumatic. You have all sorts of really important decisions to make and the packers just want to get in and get out as fast as possible. Should you pack books in reverse alphabetical order so they can be easily put on the shelf? Should you split your trade paperbacks from your regular paperbacks and hard covers as they tend to be a different size? Is it worthwhile having one box with all your unread books? This would mean you can have a quick rummage around without having to open up 10-12 boxes. The downside is that you might not feel like reading and you’ve messed up the system. I prefer to supervise as packing and unpacking books is quite hazardous – you can easily rack up all kinds of nasty paper cuts and stubbed toes on the very heavy cartons.
When I first moved out of home, I was severely lacking in funds. I couldn’t afford much furniture and bookshelves fell in the luxury item category. I left my books at my mother’s place and when I had accumulated and read around a dozen, I would drive the five hours down south and stock up her library. The correlation between books and eating proper meals became very strong as I got great cooked meals every time I went home rather than subsisting on ramen. I saved for six months to buy the desk, filing cabinet and bookshelves I wanted for the study. I saved for four years to buy the living room / dining room furniture so everything matched. Until I constructed my living room bookcase, the place I was staying in was merely a flat and not a home.
Moving hasn’t changed my reading habits but it has made me rediscover old favourites. I spent a very happy three months re-reading books. I still have a couple of hundred books at my mother’s house and having been away from some of them for six years now makes it easier to part with them permanently.