During my Blog Hopping rounds I noticed a few people posting about their personal libraries. It was so interesting to see how people organised/ displayed their books. Some (like me) shut them away in a cupboard (not from shame, but from a lack of space), while others spread them out and separate them into order of height, genre or author.
To the book lover, their library is a physical display of their passion for reading. For me at least, it shows an important part of my character; and a trait that sets me apart from others. It’s an outward manifestation of my uniqueness. For the books I choose to read are conscious decisions that reflect a tangible version of my emotions. Reading is something that I identify with intensely. It’s gotten me through some rough times too. Every book I read and own has become a part of me and shaped me in some ways.
Bookshelves are also the first thing I look for when I go to someone’s house for the first time. It tells me a lot about that person and just by looking at the titles, you can figure out if they are a kindred spirit or not.
“A room without books is like a body without a soul” – Marcus Tullius Cicero
Famous for his quotes on books, Cicero gives voice to my sentiments perfectly. Looking at the ‘souls’ of other people got me thinking about my own little cramped wardrobe I call library.
So, there it is: a picture of my bookshelves. Count them, 1 and 2. That’s it. These shelves (and the floor next to my bed) contain all my wordly possessions from which I draw inspiration to write this blog. Well, between that and the library of course.
Believe it or not, there’s about 200 books in that cupboard (last time I counted). God only knows how many there are now! The top shelf is giving me a bit of worry as it’s become a little bowed from the weight of my tomes. I reckon I have room for another 50 till it all comes crashing down. Hopefully by that time I’ll have a bigger place for them where they can be proudly displayed.
Who needs a ‘Kindle’ when you have these cute things? I wish they’d make more of them!
My favourite books are the two dinky ones on the top shelf. They are palm-sized editions of ‘A Christmas Carol’ and ‘Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde’. They sometimes go with me in my handbag if I feel like I’m going to be desperate for a read. I picked them up from a magazine that was giving away miniatures of classics a few years ago. I managed to get the first two editions then my newsagent stopped doing the subscription. Bummer.
So that’s my grand tour of my library over. What’s your bookshelves like? Do you have to make do with small, unusual spaces like me, or are you lucky enough to have wall-to-wall shelves? Which books do you proudly display? Do you have unusual editions of books? I’d love to hear about it!