bookshelves, part 2

This past winter, I realized I could gradually get rid of books I really didn't like anymore, and it still would not leave me with a collection that fit into an apartment I could afford. Especially when I started looking at apartments with Vicki and Andy and thinking beyond all our accumulated books. Where can we put 3 desks? Yes, we COULD put a bookcase in the hall closet, but then where would we put our coats?

So the next step was to get rid of books I like, but would rather read online versions than the versions in my apartment. Why do I, why does ANYONE, have all of Shakespeare in one unwieldy hardcover in tiny little print with hardly any margins? Why do I have that particular translation of Oedipus, which is nothing special? Why do I have anything in my apartment that's already on Project Gutenberg? I don't even like Emily that much, and Dean Priest is a total creep...but you still kind of get attached after so long. The last time I looked at Goethe's Faustus, I actually looked at the library's ebook. (I waited for the library's ebook, rather than reading my own little paperback. If I had remembered Project Gutenberg I wouldn't have had to wait.) So out went the little paperback. *sigh*