I promise you, this blog is not going to turn into a peep show. Really. Well, unless you count taking a look at my wretchedly messy bookshelves as a peep show. I daresay this kind of show will not garner any throwing of money nor, I can only guess, encourage any kind of lascivious behavior. Can one get lascivious with books? Huh. I suppose that’s something we can all ponder while we… Look! A distraction!
Before I unveil the photos that Mae over at the Mad Bibliophile had mentioned being interested in I want to first warn you. My bookshelves are a mess. Truly they’re just about bordering on a catastrophe in part due to the atrocity that is my basement. While I’ve been planning on doing a post like this for a while I kept putting it off in the vein attempt of waiting until the basement was cleaned and I could get an excellent shot of all my bookcases sans brewing supplies. [Hubby brews and his “area” delegated for said supplies has kind of, errr, spilled over.]
Now that’s out of the way – BEHOLD!
<—Yes, there are actually two shelves cut out of the picture and they are chock full of cook books. Have I mentioned that hubby and I love to cook and eat good food? No? Well, we do. We’re the people you hope will invite you to dinner. Hubby provides the main courses while I do some bangin’ side dishes and desserts. Hopefully we’ll be able to add “Larousse Gastronomique” to our collection. Yeah for French food!
Okay, on with the tour. The next bookshelf (R) is a hodge podge of books. This is primarily the fiction shelf with a heavy helping of philosophy, poetry, a couple biographies, and, on the shelf you can’t see at the bottom, my oodles of music books. The works of fiction on a couple of shelves are actually alphabetically organized by author but I have no idea about all the books lying on top. I’m reasonably certain they mostly belong on my TBR shelf but it’s a little full. Did I mention I have two library books on my piano? *sigh*
One might think that’s enough books and, for some, I suppose it would be more than enough. Not for hubby and I! Behold the
fabulousness that is our third bookshelf (L)! Since you might want a closer peek at the absurd smattering of titles here’s a couple of close ups:
We’re almost done folks! Kind of… These shelves (BS Quatro) house our Shakespeare collection as well as some books by one of my favorite psychology authors, Irvin Yalom, and of course there’s Rand, Heller, Golden and some of our New Age books. Have I mentioned that we’re a curious family with an absolutely insatiable hunger for all things knowledge?
Then comes our mega non-fiction psychology shelves courtesy of a dear friend of mine who passed away a couple years ago. Please don’t mind the gloves. Those are from when I had my bag all set up for practicing my martial arts punches and what not (some days I really miss that thing).
And the final bookshelf (What? You thought we were done? For shame!) is another hodge podge that has still more non-fiction works on it. A few autobiographies are housed on these shelves as well and, of course, language books.
I seriously have a thing for languages. Did I mention I minored in Chinese? Well, now I did!
So, dear reader, how do you organize your shelves? Subject? Author?
Next Friday: Book review of The Piano Teacher.