I love books. That shouldn’t come as a surprise to anyone who has followed this blog.
Every few years, though, I go through necessary purges. I acquire books. I hoard them. I keep them locked up in a plastic box and forget about them.
We decided to have a yardsale this weekend. My contribution? Close to two hundred books.
As I was going through them, I smiled. Looking at the random collection of books I have, it comes as no surprise to me that my current WIP (or, research in progress) is set in WWII. I forgot how much I loved that era during elementary school/middle school. Its amazing how much I forgot over the years!
And yes, I’m selling them all.