A little bit of bookshelf porn

We moved into our house about three and a half years ago and one of the things we sorely lacked was bookshelf space. Let’s be honest, there’s never enough. Unless you’re Neil Gaiman – seriously, have you seen that guy’s library? Here, check it out. Fuck, eh? Still, when I’m as successful as Mr Gaiman, I’ll have a library like that too. In the meantime, I’ll struggle on.

Anyway, we finally decided enough was enough and, with the Xmas generosity of some family members, we got some new bookshelves and at last managed to unpack some boxes. There are still a few more boxes to go, but we’ve broken the back of it for now. We have several other bookshelves around the house, but we now have this major feature in the front room:

The unit on the left is just over six feet tall. If you can make out any titles, don’t judge my cataloguing. It’s completely unsorted at the moment. The important thing was to get the books out of boxes and onto shelves. Next step is to sort them into some kind of order. That includes moving stuff around from the other shelves in the house and finally bringing order to our books.

Notice the top left two cubes in the picture above? That’s my brag shelf, where all my books, or books and magazines containing my work, live. If only there was a way to somehow represent all the digital publishing on the brag shelf, as there’s a fair bit of published stuff that will never see a meatspace shelf any more. But that’s the way of the future. Maybe I should allocate some space on the brag shelf to an iPad, with all my online work bookmarked like a little digital library. Or maybe not.

Mmmmbooks…

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