While the rest of the population undergoes Movember, or sips eggnog lattes, or studies for exams, November for me is a much more intense adventure. Beginning in November and culminating December 31st, I do an annual Book Retrieval.
This year, like the years before it, I will spend the next two months bemoaning my carefree attitude at lending books and trying to figure out who has what. Don’t get me wrong, I love to lend books, I think it’s one of the unique joys that books have. It’s just always a hassle trying to get the ones you love back to you.
With the increase in my poetry library, so increases the amount of poetry that’s flying in the wind somewhere. These next months will be tricky, but it’s a quest I take on willingly, and with grave determination.
just a few of my books