So after days of packing I am finally halfway through boxing up my book collection and what a journey that has been. I’ve found some right treats that I had forgotten about, such as: The Theory of the Novel, The Seven Basic Plots: Why We Tell Stories, Parzival, The Moon: A Biography and The Communist Manifesto, to name but a few of the unearthed treasures and I think I saw some science and philosophy books hanging around too…
So the above picture is not the best example of The Dust, oh the dust! that has been shed from those book covers is monumental, but you get the picture by way of metaphor. Of course the vastness of space (empty book shelves) and the awe-inspiring amount of words accumulated by me (if you look at them from far away they make look like distant stars if you pretend, the space dust (dust) and the planet orbiting the sun being the ultimate metaphor for moving house but then again that was, I’m sure, self explanatory.
The space picture is in no way a blatant attempt to shoe horn a nice picture of ‘out there’ in here, any chance I get. I may gather the dust, the real dust not the metaphor, into a big pile and take a photo of it, as I’m sure its something you guys would be interested in, maybe.
So the move is due on Sunday and then I am hoping to get on here every two or three days to continue blogging whilst I sort out the internet at the new place, It has been really annoying not to be coming on here more regularly recently to check out your stuff, as I think I said in the last dim and distant post. So once again I shall catch you guys another day, by which I mean tomorrow when I shall get to all your blogs and comment and such like. I will most likely also have found more awesome books that I forgot I owned and will probably packed the boring stuff like clothes and mugs, I like mugs. So until then my good friends take care of yourselves and make sure that no one tries to steal your shoes.