This is what I did with my extra fortyfive minutes this morning: unpacked all my books onto the bookshelf in the laundry. (The drier is in the garage, don't panic!)

That's about 170 books in my collection (okay, I stole some of them off my mother, but I know she won't miss them.) I estimate at least another 2-300 still at home. Of the ones here, I haven't read about twenty of them; about the same number is non-fiction (okay, maybe a little less. But The Science of Discworld COMPLETELY counts as non-fiction, right?); about the same number is poetry. Of the remaining 100, probably 60 are fantasy or YA fantasy and the rest is fiction or YA fiction. Man, going through these and unpacking them from the boxes sent me into complete joy spasms; I forgot I bought my Frances Hodgkins Burnett anthology, for example (Secret Garden, Little Princess and Little Lord Fauntleroy; the big pink book centre right on the third shelf up).
Astute readers will notice that they're, um, not terribly sorted. Maybe I'll do that this afternoon- poetry, fantasy, fiction, non-fiction. By author alphabetical or subject alphabetical for the non-fiction, because I am not quite dorky enough to implement the Dewey system at home. (Not that it would make much of a difference:
sixth_light mocks me for my nonfiction "selection," which I can only respond to by mocking her fiction selection, because at least I own non-fiction. Anyway, not even she sorts her nonfiction by Dewey. I think.)
TO THE BOOKSHELVES.
ETA: DILEMMA: where do I put my Blackadder scriptbook? :O so much confusion!
ETA2.1: The Screwtape Letters: fact (theology and/or satire), fiction (not actually real letters :p) or fantasy (apprentice devils!)? discuss.
ETA 2.2: The Little Prince/le petit prince: fiction or fantasy? fact (social commentary)?
ETA 3: done and dusted (literally), and may I say, if I never have to decide again whether Tom's Midnight Garden is fantasy or fiction my life will be a lot less complicated. (I picked fiction, in the end.)
Interesting things discovered:
-I have two copies of Anne French's Wild, a poetry collection, and Tessa Duder's Songs for Alex. If you would like a copy, drop me a comment (The closer you live, the more likely you are to get it. :P)
-I have both English and French copies of The Little Prince/Le Petit Prince. I think I stole the French from my school.
-Somehow when packing up my Tessa Duders, I managed to pack only books 1 and 2 of the Tiggie trilogy. *TWITCH* I know exactly where the third is at home, too.
-I am missing the first four Narnia books. *doubletwitch* I know my LWW has long since fallen apart but I know I have the others at home somewhere. Grr.
-I bought Abhorsen a month ago and I've already misplaced it.
Well. I'm going home for the holidays in a week and a half, so I know I can replace some of these. But still. *twitchy* I may start developing a tick.
ETA 1001: now meme-ified! If you recognise a bookcover from my shelves, I will write you a drabble or short fic (in a requested fandom. If I had guts, it would be in the fandom of the book guessed, but I'm worried about some of the selections. :D)

That's about 170 books in my collection (okay, I stole some of them off my mother, but I know she won't miss them.) I estimate at least another 2-300 still at home. Of the ones here, I haven't read about twenty of them; about the same number is non-fiction (okay, maybe a little less. But The Science of Discworld COMPLETELY counts as non-fiction, right?); about the same number is poetry. Of the remaining 100, probably 60 are fantasy or YA fantasy and the rest is fiction or YA fiction. Man, going through these and unpacking them from the boxes sent me into complete joy spasms; I forgot I bought my Frances Hodgkins Burnett anthology, for example (Secret Garden, Little Princess and Little Lord Fauntleroy; the big pink book centre right on the third shelf up).
Astute readers will notice that they're, um, not terribly sorted. Maybe I'll do that this afternoon- poetry, fantasy, fiction, non-fiction. By author alphabetical or subject alphabetical for the non-fiction, because I am not quite dorky enough to implement the Dewey system at home. (Not that it would make much of a difference:
TO THE BOOKSHELVES.
ETA: DILEMMA: where do I put my Blackadder scriptbook? :O so much confusion!
ETA2.1: The Screwtape Letters: fact (theology and/or satire), fiction (not actually real letters :p) or fantasy (apprentice devils!)? discuss.
ETA 2.2: The Little Prince/le petit prince: fiction or fantasy? fact (social commentary)?
ETA 3: done and dusted (literally), and may I say, if I never have to decide again whether Tom's Midnight Garden is fantasy or fiction my life will be a lot less complicated. (I picked fiction, in the end.)
Interesting things discovered:
-I have two copies of Anne French's Wild, a poetry collection, and Tessa Duder's Songs for Alex. If you would like a copy, drop me a comment (The closer you live, the more likely you are to get it. :P)
-I have both English and French copies of The Little Prince/Le Petit Prince. I think I stole the French from my school.
-Somehow when packing up my Tessa Duders, I managed to pack only books 1 and 2 of the Tiggie trilogy. *TWITCH* I know exactly where the third is at home, too.
-I am missing the first four Narnia books. *doubletwitch* I know my LWW has long since fallen apart but I know I have the others at home somewhere. Grr.
-I bought Abhorsen a month ago and I've already misplaced it.
Well. I'm going home for the holidays in a week and a half, so I know I can replace some of these. But still. *twitchy* I may start developing a tick.
ETA 1001: now meme-ified! If you recognise a bookcover from my shelves, I will write you a drabble or short fic (in a requested fandom. If I had guts, it would be in the fandom of the book guessed, but I'm worried about some of the selections. :D)
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Date: 2006-03-28 05:51 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-03-28 10:09 am (UTC)(Uh. Did you want a drabble?)
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Date: 2006-03-29 06:13 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-03-29 06:55 am (UTC)Spinster's Epilogue
After the bother with Mr Strange (as she referred to it in her own mind, being possessed of a sense that the mere thought of magic or magician might be enough to call him back) Miss Greysteel quite despaired of her Niece. Flora had never been what one might call a biddable child; but after what her Aunt suspected she thought of as an adventure she had become quite unpredictable. Naturally Mrs Strange was a welcome addition to their household and yet, thought the elder Miss Greysteel, her attitude seemed somewhat odd for a woman who had lost her husband. On the family's return to England that summer, Mrs Strange lost no time before visiting all her friends and acquaintances in London. As Aunt Greysteel remarked to a particular friend of hers, "Of course, my dears, it is very commendable of her to be so brave, with Mr Strange so far away--" this is how ladies of a certain disposition liked to refer to Mr Strange and Mr Norrell, as if they had merely taken an extended trip to the Continent-- "And yet, do you know, Mrs Strange sometimes seems not brave but quite unconcerned!"
But of far more concern to Aunt Greysteel was the company Arabella persisted in introducing Flora too. Ordinarily Lady Pole, by virtue of her marriage, should have been considered quite the cream of society; and yet since the histories of Lady Pole and Arabella's troubles with the thistle-headed gentleman were somehow the gossip of London within hours of their return to England, both women were considered to be terribly fashionable but not a little disrespectable. Further, Lady Pole's apparent disregard for convention and her insistence on behaving in an independent manner that quite offended the elderly matrons of London- well, Aunt Greysteel certainly did not consider herself conservative, and naturally she only wished for what would make Flora happy- yet for every moment that Flora spent with Lady Pole Aunt Greysteel imagined her becoming more intractable and less respectable- and hence less likely to make a good marriage. (In this she was quite mistaken; Flora, Lady Pole and Mrs Strange being so fashionable, and Flora being the only unmarried woman among them, the younger Miss Greysteel found herself quite beset with offers of marriage; and not all of them would wholly have offended her Aunt.)
It is necessary at this point to recall that Aunt Greysteel was still Miss Greysteel; that is she had never married and being so concerned for her neice without mother to influence her, and imagining Flora as so much like herself (for she had no children of her own), she could imagine no fate worse for Flora, so beautiful and clever, than her own spinsterhood. So you can see that she must have viewed Flora's developing independence with increasing alarm; yet there was nothing to be done, as it was undeniable that Flora grew more happy and more beautiful daily in her companionship with the two other women. So Aunt Greysteel's concerns were of no effect; it was marked only by the way, as soon as anyone in her companionship brought up the topic of the ever-interesting English Magic, she could be heard only to say that "Certainly it's all very wonderful: but we must consider our young ladies!" before chusing a subject she found to be more tasteful.
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Date: 2006-03-29 07:46 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-03-30 12:08 pm (UTC)