We both have nightstands and we have a headboard with a top shelf. All are full. David also has a stepping stool with books on top that are as tall as I am. In those piles of to-be-read stuff, we have: Irish class notes [D], fantasy, sci-fi, historical novels, myth and stories from 5 different cultures [Ireland, Iceland, Finland, Maori, and NW Indian] [me], the complete Farside Comics, texts on SGML and XML [me] and bone carving [D], and books on writing [me]. I think that's all. I'm currently reading Pandora's Star and Guided Imagery [alternating]. D's reading Kushiel's Avatar for coffee in the morning, reading on the ferry, and putting-to-sleep at night.
You'd love our house [and we yours]. We have 3 bookshelves in the living room packed to overflowing, 2 in each of our studies and a bunch more books in storage that there's no room for. Until the holidays, books were piled on every flat surface. We've been striving to make that stop. Instead of head-high, they're only waist high now.
Shelves closest to the door have garden, auto repair, foreign language [about 1/2 the books we actually have on language and learning] and history of all kinds. Next batch has travel [picture books of places we've been; National Geographic maps; guidebooks], grad school books I chose to keep [broadcasting and organizational communication mostly]; final batch in the living room has cookbooks, self-improvement books, religions of the world, and all my yearbooks. In my study, there's mostly computer manuals, sci-fi and fantasy I can't part with, and multiple copies of the books my stories are in. And the rest of the language manuals. In D's study is poetry, music theory and notation, more travel, class notes of both, home improvement, dance, archery, and a smattering of medieval history.
But we're culling. I think I rival Mary for near-bed eclecticism.
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Date: 8 January 2005 07:17 pm (UTC)You'd love our house [and we yours]. We have 3 bookshelves in the living room packed to overflowing, 2 in each of our studies and a bunch more books in storage that there's no room for. Until the holidays, books were piled on every flat surface. We've been striving to make that stop. Instead of head-high, they're only waist high now.
Shelves closest to the door have garden, auto repair, foreign language [about 1/2 the books we actually have on language and learning] and history of all kinds. Next batch has travel [picture books of places we've been; National Geographic maps; guidebooks], grad school books I chose to keep [broadcasting and organizational communication mostly]; final batch in the living room has cookbooks, self-improvement books, religions of the world, and all my yearbooks. In my study, there's mostly computer manuals, sci-fi and fantasy I can't part with, and multiple copies of the books my stories are in. And the rest of the language manuals. In D's study is poetry, music theory and notation, more travel, class notes of both, home improvement, dance, archery, and a smattering of medieval history.
But we're culling. I think I rival Mary for near-bed eclecticism.