The Overflowing Library

As you might already know I broke my leg at the end of August so this month has been an insane reading month as I've literally just sat in a chair all month. Books read in September The perks of being a wallflower by Stephen Chbosky Definace by CJ Redwine Unspoken by Sarah Rees Brennan (DNF) When I was Joe by Keren David The Dark Heroine by Abigail Gibbs Crusher by Niall Leonard The Wolf Princess by Catherine Constable The Obsidian Mirror by Catherine Fisher A world between us by Lydia Syson Witch Cragg by Kate Cann Foretold by Jana Oliver Unwholly by Neil Schustermann Magoot Moon by Sally Gardner Breathe by Sarah Crossan When it happens by Susane Colasanti Betrayal by Gregg Olsen The Poison Princess by Kresley Cole (DNF) Red Ink by Julie Mayhew Secrets and Sapphires by Leila Rasheed Mystic City by Theo Lawrence Beyond by Grahame McNamee The Quantum drop by Saci Lloyd The Paladian Prophecy by Mark Frost The List by Siobhan Vivan The Disenchantments by Nin...

Kirsty first approached me regarding a bookcase post some time ago. I’ve been vaguely promising a post ever since and have finally managed to take some pictures and have a good look at what the varying piles of books in my house are comprised of and what those piles say about me.   Well, firstly, it’s entirely clear that in terms of books, I need a bigger boat. I live in a tiny cottage.   And I mean tiny – a veritable hobbit house.   The highest ceiling in the place is only about 6ft 5” and that’s downstairs, where the walls have annoying wood panelling and no real book space.   Upstairs, things are even shorter and (alackaday!) the rooms are eaved.   Now, being only hobbit sized myself, I don’t really have an issue with the height of the ceilings in terms of walking around.   BUT (and it is, as you can see, a BIG but), my gorgeously bijou house leaves me little space for the teetering towers of books that would otherwise inhabit all wall space. ...