One of my New Year’s resolutions was to only buy books published in 2015 or 2016. I bought so many books last year–most of them used and decades old–that I felt the need to slow the heck down. But I didn’t want to miss out on anything new that might strike my fancy. Well, it was a resolution I knew full well I would break. Just didn’t realize it would be so soon.
This weekend I was at the farmer’s market outside our neighborhood library when I decided to pop inside to see what the Friends of the Library book sale room had on offer. I thought maybe I would find one or two things that would be special enough to buy. This is the same FOL after all, to which I donated about 10 shopping bags of books on one occasion–I didn’t want to be buying back all my own books.
I didn’t do so well. Or rather, I did too well. Surely buying 13 books doesn’t break my resolution?