No Kindle for me

I would sort of like to inhabit a book-free zone, or at least a less book cluttered zone.  Every room has piles of books.  They have overrun the shelves purchased for their storage and now are lined up on the floor in several places.  There are also baskets of books, boxes of books, and the books that were moved to the garage when we remodeled and have resided there ever since.  The thing I like about the library is that they allow me to bring the books back, so I don't have to store them anywhere.

Every once in a while, I give one of my books to one of my daughters, and I take a box of them to the Good Will every week or so, but the supply never seems to diminish.  Instead, it grows.

One reason might be that I am always buying new ones.  And used ones.  And that leads me to the reason I don't want a Kindle.  I like to go to used book sales.  The local library had one last week, and I bought $14 worth of books.  That's a lot at a library book sale.  I haven't read them all yet, but I did read one of them, The Semi-Detached Couple by Emily Eden, and enjoyed it very much.

So I've found a new author to like.  I can't wait to read her other book.  Recently I discovered Mary Cholmondeley's book, Red Pottage, which I also liked.  I've found books nobody wants to read, books that are out of print, which I enjoy.  I recently read Three Came Home by Agnes Keith, a very moving memoir about the author's interment in a Japanese camp in the Phillipines in World War II.

At the library, I got to know the works of Matt Beynon Rees and Colin Cotterill, among others.  I never would have bought their books if I hadn't encountered them accidentally.

The only way to get read books like these are at book sales or by exploring the shelves of a very musty library which doesn't discard books very often.  (You are supposed to weed the shelves frequently to get rid of the books which don't circulate.)

The Kindle is tempting, but I'll say no for now.  How do I know what I want to read, until I see it?