Forever Hibernating

I have a serious problem of hoarding books! I can't refuse a good deal in a charity shop when it's 3 for £1.50- I mean how can't say no to that bargain as well as helping a charity. Over the years, I have accumulated quite the collection from teen fiction to classics to children's books.

My mum often hints at giving away some of my books however, I like to say I have selectional hearing and feign ignorance whenever she mentions the idea of giving away books. But recently, I have accepted that I need to give away some of my books as some of my new residents for my book case are being shoved into any possible gap seen.

I sorted my abundant collection based on the idea whether I was going to read them again and how much would I really miss it. Some of the books that I have decided to donate to my local charity are unread whereas some are well-loved by a 7yr old Carmen.

When sorting through my books, I felt an array of emotions bubble to the surface. When I read some of the blurbs and I was reminded of the stories and characters they hold, it really made me miss my younger years of reading. Upon reflection, I realised my appreciation for books started later than most of my friends and I was really uncultivated in the world of childrens book as a) I couldn't read them b) my parents couldn't read them. However, once I could read to a certain degree of fluency as well as understanding my love for books just blossomed.

I definitely recommend donating some of your books as it will clear up some space, help a charity as well as giving the book another chance to enchant somebody with their stories and characters.