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I cleaned out the other three shelves in my home office. These hold my quilting books, my art books, and nearly all the nonfic reference books I still use on occasion for work. I was able to weed out fifty-six books I really don't need anymore (the sheep books are in the donate pile now. That was surprisingly tough to do.) I also found a couple of duplicate writing books:

I used to buy extra copies of these to give to young writers, as I always thought they were the best of the how-tos, so I guess they're leftovers from my PBW days. Anyone want them before I give them to the indy bookseller in town?

Here are the books I purged (I know I don't need to show you, but taking pictures of this project keeps me honest.)

Here's what I kept. Probably still too many, I know, but it's a lot better than it was. So now that the office shelves are done, I'm going to tidy up the rest of the office before I head into the guest room and get started on the big bookcase in there.

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nightsmusic said…
Taking a picture of everything you've cleared out so far should also help give you a sense of accomplishment. I know it does me anyway.
January 15, 2021 at 4:37 AM
Maria Zannini said…
You did good. Make me think it's time to reevaluate my books too.
January 15, 2021 at 5:11 AM
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