Last night, Tom and I did some major moving and shifting of books to make these bookcases in the living room work better for us. Most of his stuff stays put once he’s read it, but a lot of my books that I frequently consult were behind the TV, which I was always having to move to find them. Now, his rarely consulted or reread books are behind the TV.
From left to right, these are divided by LGBTQ non-fiction and fiction by author; music, whether memoir, biographies, or other nonfiction by artist then subject, and the many oversized programs and promotional materials that are shelved together away from the related artist just because of their tallness; mystery by author; political/history/sociology; metaphysical by topic; health; religion, spirituality, and philosophy; and finally, science fiction.
Another reason we did this is because we were running out of shelf space. The bookshelves in the library (almost all fiction, drama, poetry, and art, but also children’s and humor) are full, too, but for this living room set, there was one way we could make more space: by removing most of the boxes that were on them. Only two or three remain, and the others, along with boxes that were on shelves in our bedroom, have been moved to the office on top of the two larger dog crates, which serve well as tabletops.
By the way, in the top photo, second bookcase from the left, in front of the bottom shelf, Anime’s tail is visible. Today, we had a CRAZY morning of dog chaos because we had both the cable guy and the exterminator on the property. The dogs and I had to take a nap afterward.
Below is the whole dog Anime, generally the sweetest of the BatPack, who was just as vocal as the rest of them this morning. Despite their lunacy (it was a full moon, after all), we love them all, and they had a great romp of squirrel chasing later.
Wow. You have a lot of books! I really had to thin mine out when I moved in with Chris and again when I cleared out Mum and Dad’s house. One of the things on my furniture shopping list is bookcases. I find it very difficult to part with books and still have far more than I will ever read again.
The other bookcases. Imagine when our realtor brought us to see this property, and the first thing *I* saw when we went inside were those built-ins. Resistance was futile, especially with the big back yard and the guest house large enough to be two apartments. The flooring, front door, and windows changed after the flood, but the entire time the house was undergoing repairs, the books remained on all but the bottom shelves. Just seeing those books, that little bit of normalcy, helped keep me stable through those months of upheaval and loss.
the dog crates, are just big boxes….
You make a good point. But the dogs can fit in those. Actually, one or two of the others could probably fit Eva, but she wouldn’t like it.
i know… that comma was in error