Little piles of books and journals can be found throughout my apartment. The deep windowsills in this old, renovated mill building make for some excellent bookshelves, as do my coffee and chair side tables, desk, dresser, bedside stand, and really any flat surface. These books have traveled with me to beaches, camp, campgrounds, college, Long Island, and back to Maine with me, and while I do not have my entire collection with me, some of my most comforting and favorite tomes always come along for the twists and turns of life’s journeys. I have unread memoirs, writing guides, and classic novels that I am collecting and/or have read countless times. They are…