They say that writers make the best procrastinators, and it's true. There are so so many more things that are interesting and fun to do than sitting down to write. We recently went to Charlotte, where I got a(nother) bookcase for the office closet, from the wonderful store that is Ikea. [The first bookcase has various office paper supplies - notebooks, notepads, paper reams, etc.; this new one shall hold books, too!]
Last night, instead of doing the diligent writerly thing, you know - writing, I assembled said new bookcase. After helping MC with a couple of things outside, I returned to the office, and commenced to rearranging the book collection. I moved my Music books and Gaming stuff into the closet, as well as several of my older reports and academic projects. The key was trying to make a lot of room on the existing shelves so that I could unload the three boxes of paperbacks that I had previously selected from my dad's collection. Three boxes. Not that bad. should be plenty of room...
Not quite. I managed to fit two boxes worth on the shelf and a half that I had planned on using before running out of space. I gave up on trying to organize them outside of anything more than "really big series stay together", or notable authors being set aside. Many of the collection could easily fall into the "pulp" category, the kind the Beatles' referenced in "Paperback Writer".
I hope to finish shelving the remaining books tonight - definitely by the end of the week, so I will have three more boxes finished from the garage - one thing that will help to make MC happy...
Edit to add: Books are away, after a little bit of juggling. I need to seriously think about some of the items I have had for years, and decide if I want to keep them out, or keep them at all. [21:30, 6-23-09]
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