Bookshelves!

Okay, I'd love it if my tiny office looked like this-

But it doesn't.

However, it looks better than it did last week.

I had no bookshelves in my working space, but tons of books.
Not good for a former librarian to have books willy-nilly.


Rocky the Rock Star dog did not approve.









 And writers have TONS of notes. At least I do.

 I keep all my writing ideas in bags. Easy to transport.

(At least till I have time to transfer them to Scrivener.)

So we cleared out a closet.

(Husband is handy. He painted, spackled, and got it ready. Thanks, Jay!)

And now- Voilà! I can see everything I need to see.

Of course, the books keep coming. I think I will need more shelves. Very soon.

Bookshelves!

This site is the greatest! And what a name: Bookshelf Porn... for people who "heart" bookshelves. I heart books. But bookshelves are fun, too.

In the past few days I've visited shelves filled with books written in French, carefully organized and actually read by the owner. A brand new library, all gifts- a tiny baby's board books, not yet read- but soon! A real live library, the kind you check books out of and I'm never far away from, shelves of metal, filled to overflowing.

But nothing remotely resembling these foldaway bookshelves...