I pledged, on 6 June, not to buy any more books for myself or Amie, and no more toys for Amie. With the exception of two books I bought for 75 c from the library – so for charity really, right? – I did not wander. I waited until to report on it because I only really broke the “book fast” over the weekend, when I stumbled upon the mother lode of Jim Harrison books in the Brookline Booksmith Used Books Cellar and could not – of course! – resist. I mean, come on, how could I pass up on Sundog, and The Summer He Didn’t Die?
Harrison never lets me down.
But though I haven’t concluded from Chile’s challenge that I can, after all, live without books, I did learn that I can practice restraint. Still, I guess the real challenge is to give up something for ever. I’ll be thinking on that…
Restraint is good. And, quite honestly, giving up books is not something you’d probably want to do forever. ;-)