Why is it so damn hard to get rid of books?


There it sits in the middle of our hallway, awaiting departure to the local charity bookshop. A box full of books. Behind the picture is a tale of heartache and hesitation, each book the cause of ineffable uncertainty.

Why is it so damn difficult?

Stanislavski, the great theatre director, started his ‘method’ of actor training by asking the question ‘What if?’. Well, even the odd duplicate book (e.g. the Vera Brittain ‘Testament of Youth’), which ought to be a straighforward job of straight into the box, proved problematic.

“OK, we don’t need two of the same….but what if?….”. And a whole number of possible scenarios unfold as the book in my hand hangs in limbo between shelf and box.

We have far too many books. No. Correction. We have far too many books for the size of our house (and it’s not a small house). And we have books that we shall never….sorry….that it is highly unlikely that I or we shall ever read again. But yet, as the eye and the hand travel across the serried ranks of fact and fiction, art and science, politics and philosophy, plays and poety, education and entertainment, and a plethora of other categories including miscellaneous, it is so easy to keep on moving, to avoid the obvious decision, to keep the box’s destiny unfulfilled.

Admittedly, there’s one decision that is easy to make: it’s not my book. It’s my wife’s or my daughter’s or my son’s. (The last of those has, anyway, always taken a minimalist approach to books – at least in tangible paper form. The shelves in his room are, however, full…..of my books).

Recently I read an article by someone who had managed to get their collection of several hundred books down to 20. Their ‘light bulb’ moment was the realization that “I was not so much attached to the stories and words themselves, but the physical books sitting on the shelves. Once I had that realization, I began to let go of some of my books”.

My problem is precisely that I AM attached to the fact of the books sitting there on the shelf. Their very presence comforts and reassures me. But it’s a bit more than that. Each one – and I’ve read or certainly delved into all of them at one time or another – contains a little bit of me, my history. Each title contains and reflects back to me a fragment of my life, a moment in time. Each one has – to a lesser or greater degree – a sort of Proustian ‘Madeleine’ biscuit effect, conjuring up the past.

Nevertheless, notwithstanding the above, I managed to fill that single box. The key to selecting those few books (and I inspected every shelf we have) was that each one was entirely silent in relation to my life. A closed book, literally and metaphorically.

It seems once I get beyond the obvious ‘keeps’…and I suspect there’s already too many of them, I’m stuck with ’emotional resonance’ as the key criteria. Perhaps books, like dogs, are “not just for Christmas but for life”.

Author: Paul Kleiman

Academic, researcher, writer, musician, gardner, narrowboat owner, dog owner, cat servant

3 thoughts on “Why is it so damn hard to get rid of books?”

  1. I used to find it hard, but then I shifted my way of thinking. Many years ago, I found the site for “Bookcrossing” and I became a convert. Now, I find new homes for nearly every book that I finish. It’s rare that I keep one. I just think of it as the book is heading towards it’s new adventure and I’m looking forward to my next book/adventure. Plus, giving a book to someone makes them so darn happy! It’s a win-win.

    1. Thanks Karen, for finding the blog (it only went ‘live’ a few hours ago, I transferred it from another blogsite) and for replying. I’ll certainly have a look at Bookcrossing…and I like the adventures notion.


      1. Bookcrossing changed the way that I viewed my book collection. Admittedly, for the first few years that I was active, I received a ton of books and basically had to tell people to stop sending them to me. I couldn’t keep up! There are a lot of generous book lovers out there!

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