Shelf life #1

When I visit someone’s house for the first time, I make a bee-line for their bookshelves. I know I’m not the only one who finds other people’s book collections intriguing, so for a while now, I’ve been toying with the idea of posting up the occasional picture of my own shelves.

I knew I was onto a good thing when in the space of 48 hours, Liz posted some pictures of her bookshelves on her blog Adventures in Reading, Writing and Working from Home, and our Lucy posted up pics her fancy new bedroom book crates (not to mention the fabulous clerk’s desk, er, ‘striking’ new name) What’s that they say about great minds?

Anyway, here’s the first sneaky peek at one of my bookshelves. As I’ve arranged them by colour, there’s a complete jumble of titles, which may well exasperate the more organised among you, so be warned. As it’s Easter, I thought I’d start with the yellows.


Thus far, of these books, I’ve only read The Night Before Christmas in its entirety, but I have dipped into The Book of Virtues from time to time. I try to only keep books that I’ve yet to read or will read again, so my TBR list is more of a room than a pile! I’ve enjoyed other novels by Orhan Pamuk, Barabara Kingsolver and Rumer Godden so when I saw these secondhand, I snapped them up.


I loved The Lacuna and kept it as I may well re-read it at some point. I’m a huge fan of .D. James but I confess I’m more than a little anxious about Death Comes To Pemberley, as it is treading on sacred ground.I love The Paris Review Interviews. I’m always intrigued by the rites and rituals of writers and this book is a real treasure trove. Likewise, I’m a sucker for cryptic crosswords so I occasionally dig out the Guardian compendium to have a poor attempt at one, but at least with the book, you can cheat and look up the answers at the back. The Incarnating Child is a book based on the writings of Rudolph Steiner. Both of my children went to Steiner schools for a while so I quite a few books that help explain the ethos behind the education system.


I think the presence of The Writer’s Yearbook is quite telling, as is Writing Television Sitcoms. I might have given up on the idea of writing for television, but I’m still dabbling at the writing. I’ve just noticed that I still have my copy of We Are All Completely Beside Ourselves. I read it last year for my book group, but I’ve no great desire to read it again, so that’ll get donated, unlike Watchmen which is brilliant and therefore not going anywhere.

To be continued…….