So, Apparent Dip was nice enough to take some pictures of my bookcases and I thought I would share them with the blog world (because who doesn’t love a bookcase or two, or three, or four?). I’ll start with the largest: my fiction. It has grown to rather alarming proportions and it doesn’t show any signs of stopping soon.
This bookcase takes up an entire wall (and let me tell you–it was NOT fun to put together. The move we made last year across the country ended up warping one of the sides, and it did not want to cooperate with us). The bottom shelf contains literary theory/criticism, books on books, and essays. The top left cube contains all of my pretty leather-bound editions, followed in the next cube by poetry and anthologies. I ended up arranging alphabetically by author because I got lazy, and just wanted to get rid of the boxes in my living room. Here’s a close-up:
The bottom/middle cube in this close-up shows my Tolstoy. The pretty, rust-colored volumes are in Russian–the rest are translations. In addition to this full-wall bookcase, I have three others, two of which I’ll share. The first is what I’m calling my “general non-fiction” case:
I was amazed at the number of books that I managed to squeeze into this smaller bookcase. All of the shelves are double-stacked. The top four cubes contain general non-fiction. The bottom two cubes on the left house my “Russian studies” and the bottom two cubes on the right are filled with “Jewish studies” books. (The big black binders on top of the bookcase are CDs).
And finally, my biography bookcase. This is the pretty bookcase, as it has four sliding glass doors on it and we didn’t have to spend a cent on it (I love donated bookcases!).
This one is located in the dining room (my office) and sits next to my rather untidy desk. The top of the bookcase holds up my magazine addiction, and the first shelf contains my shameful collection of library books (which will only expand as the semester begins). The rest are biographies and memoirs arranged alphabetically by subject.
I have a final bookcase (identical to the non-fiction case) that contains all of my “instructional” books. My writing manuals, foreign language grammars, dictionaries, and knitting/weaving books are there. And thus ends the tour of my library!