"How tall can you make something that stands up on its own?"
89 books. 75 inches tall. |
Some of them are old text books (why do I still have them?!)
Some are beloved kids' books ("The Sneetches")
Some are books I've read many times ("1984")
Some have been on my "books to read" shelf for quite a while ("Fortunate Son")
I'm part-way into several of them ("The Body Project", "The Gifts of Imperfection")
And a few of them I've just recently acquired ("An Introduction to Pottery", "A Walk in the Woods")
I like books. I think you can never have too many of them. But, I recommend only stacking them up in tiny towers, not towers to the ceiling. It doesn't work.
I like books. I think you can never have too many of them. But, I recommend only stacking them up in tiny towers, not towers to the ceiling. It doesn't work.
(The title of this post is a reference to the Rufus Wainwright song of the same name.)
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