Prompted by Kaethe's post:
I am a book glutton.
There are well over 5,000 books on my Kindle. Before Kindle, there was Project Gutenberg, and I have another 1,000 or so of those; I've never actually counted. I suspect a lot of those titles are now available in Kindle format and could be transferred/reloaded, but, well, it takes time.
My physical library contains another 4,000 volumes, more or less. Most are listed on my simple spreadsheet inventory, but many are not. Those paperbacks in boxes in the workshop, for instance. I have no idea what's in them, only that there are three stacks of boxes and each box holds 50, 60, maybe 70 books. Or more.
When I went back to college in 1998, I got into the honors program, which afforded free photocopying services. I abused it, and made copies for personal use of another 100 or so long-out-of-print books. That's how I acquired my copy of the full, three-volume original version of Briffault's The Mothers.
While in graduate school, I had a part-time job with a small property management firm. There were only two of us in the office regularly, and on the two or three days a week that I worked, my boss often disappeared for hours at a time. The photocopier was on a lease contract, the minimum allowed, which included toner and up to 1500 copies per month. I was in charge of reporting the number of copies to the copier leasing company, and we only made about 100 copies a month for the office use. I provided my own paper and used the rest of the allotment to copy more of those out of print academic tomes.
My personal collection is therefore somewhere in the neighborhood of 12,000 to 15,000 titles. Maybe more.
I ordered a book from the county library system (for Halloween Bingo!) and received the email this morning that it has arrived at the local branch. Yes, the local branch that has the entrance from the parking lot go right through the used book sale room. Every single time I SWEAR I will not buy any books, but so far I've only succeeded in avoiding the temptation once. Every other time, I drop a few bucks in the Friends of the Library coffers and bring home . . . more books.
Sadly, I don't make, take, or have the time for reading that I used to. Last year's Halloween Bingo provided terrific incentive, and I started to get back into a routine. Life disrupted that. Then came BookLikes-Opoly, and I regained some momentum, until other obligations intervened. Now it's Halloween Bingo time again, and I am more determined than ever to right my listing ship and steer her back on course.
Ahead Full Sail!