Last year, I went through my Agatha Christies, unsure why I loved half and cared nothing for the others. It wasn’t to do with the plots, it wasn’t whether I’d been immersed in a televisual adaptation. Finally, I realised, trivial as it may seem, it was the font. The ones I loved had a particular look and feel that the others didn’t.
I accepted this, quite proud of how I’d drilled down to the detail, and the decluttering and donating continued, my Christie books half in number.
What are some of the stranger factors that have helped you to keep or discard?