Note to file...

For that next hurt/comfort fic I might write...

It's ridiculously easy to overdo, once you start to feel better.


Ah, well.

Spent part of the day rearranging my bookshelves. I've got about a third of the shifting done now, but it'll have to wait for tomorrow before I tackle any more. I figure that since I can get the shelves now I should put things at least sort of where I want them to be. No fine sorting, in spite of the librarian thing. I just want the fiction over here, the cooking over there, the music around about here, the folktales and poetry somewhere near yonder and the rest of the nonfiction over thataway. Except for the nonfiction that is all about some collection of fiction... mostly... which may end up in with the fiction. *ooh, lookee! Sherlock Holmes!*

I have an edifice of just the pocket sized paperbacks in the middle of the living room, which I intend to sort more finely once I've got the hardbacks and larger paperbacks in their respective homes. Haven't got all of them in the pile yet, and it's already taking on alarming dimensions. By the time I finish building it up I expect I'll be able to throw a blanket over the top and tell people it's the sofa. They'll all end up on the shelves again, naturally, eventually... I just have to stop stopping to read!

;)

Note to file...

For that next hurt/comfort fic I might write...

It's ridiculously easy to overdo, once you start to feel better.


Ah, well.

Spent part of the day rearranging my bookshelves. I've got about a third of the shifting done now, but it'll have to wait for tomorrow before I tackle any more. I figure that since I can get the shelves now I should put things at least sort of where I want them to be. No fine sorting, in spite of the librarian thing. I just want the fiction over here, the cooking over there, the music around about here, the folktales and poetry somewhere near yonder and the rest of the nonfiction over thataway. Except for the nonfiction that is all about some collection of fiction... mostly... which may end up in with the fiction. *ooh, lookee! Sherlock Holmes!*

I have an edifice of just the pocket sized paperbacks in the middle of the living room, which I intend to sort more finely once I've got the hardbacks and larger paperbacks in their respective homes. Haven't got all of them in the pile yet, and it's already taking on alarming dimensions. By the time I finish building it up I expect I'll be able to throw a blanket over the top and tell people it's the sofa. They'll all end up on the shelves again, naturally, eventually... I just have to stop stopping to read!

;)