And unpredictable. My Little Red Free Library has a pulse; books come and go and come back, the flow of life.
I envisioned an A-Z beginning, so I rounded up an Albom, Bach, Chaucer and so on. Multiple copies made selection easy. Books like Tuesdays with Morrie were harder for me to let go.
I have too many books; they are beyond spilling over from the bookshelves.
Some books, like a picture book of Emily Dickinson, Who are You? I put a note on the inside, saying how special the book was and could it come back so it could stay in circulation. My heart sank when it left, and beat stronger when it came back.
Tuesdays came back as well as Vinegar Hill and Marley and Me.
My first request came in last night. Kids books. I wrote back asking for clarification as to what that meant. Picture? Chapter books?
I am having a hard time letting go of some books. Most books. The Book of Shadow Boxes: A Story of the ABC’s by Laura L. Seeley is a good example.
But what if I become a reading teacher, this would be perfect.
Yet, it would be a great book to pass around. It’s delightful. It’s beautiful. It’s inspiring. I just can’t let it go.
But I found another picture book. Grandfather Twilight by Barbara Berger. I enjoyed it and know others will enjoy it, but it there’s no resistance in moving it into the Little Red Free Library.
There have been books that I convinced myself to put out into the Little Red Free Library. Beet Queen by Louise Erdrich lasted two days before I took it back home. Erdrich is one my favorite writers, and even though it was just a paperback and not worth much, giving it away just didn’t feel right.
Maybe I’ll put some Paddington Bear books on the shelf, though I’m suddenly inspired to re-read the children’s classics. I won’t be surprised to find the books returning to the shelves, but who knows. The voice of reason, the voice that says that my Little Red Free Library has a purpose of spreading the love of books into my community.
And then I think about the pulse of my library. Filling books that will flow in and out strengthen the library, perhaps strengthen my neighborhood. Perhaps Paddington Bear is exactly what the Kids book requester desires. Or perhaps someone who hasn’t seen a Paddington Bear book for close to fifty years will get a pleasant jaunt down memory lane.