Tuesday, 27 August 2013

About time...

Today I did something I'd been needing to do for a good 8 years. There is no way to explain how scratching that kind of a thing off a list feels. Mostly because sane people do not keep shit on their to do lists for 8 frakking years.

Today I went through the 12 boxes of books my mother's former publisher sent me back in 2004. I sorted them, counted them, and organized them, all 536 of them. That's right: 536 copies of 3 different books. I'm not quite sure what I'm going to do with them. I mean, I do not need 536 copies of my mother's books of poetry.

But it was good to get them sorted and re-boxed.