"I would be most content if my children grew up to be the kind of people who think decorating consists mostly of building enough bookshelves."
I don't know if that was a particular desire that my mother had for me, but she certainly sought to foster a lifelong love of reading in me at an early age. Why is this on my mind? Well, a much-needed new bookcase came into the house this afternoon. Tonight will most likely be spent watching Foyle's War while I rearrange my shelves, and I honestly can't think of a more enjoyable way to spend an evening. My classics were beginning to encroach on my science fiction, mysteries were interspersed with general fiction, and young adult fiction and fantasy has just been shelved wherever there was room. And there's also the pile of 50+ books on my desk that don't yet have a home on a shelf. It's going to be nice to have my books properly organized again, and to be able to give everything a bit of breathing room. I hope that this shelf will get me through the rest of the year.
Last week I checked my statistics on LibraryThing and realized that my library has more than doubled in the past year. One of my New Year's Resolutions for 2008 was to work harder towards building my "ultimate library" -- classics I never got to read during school, books that I enjoyed in my childhood but no longer have copies of, and books that I read during the days the I frequented the local library three times a week. I realized last year that many of my favorite books were ones that I'd never owned, and I wanted to rectify that. I also wanted to broaden my reading horizons. I'm reading more general fiction than I ever have before. It's an exciting time in my reading; I'm branching out from the my more familiar genres (mysteries and classics) to embrace new stories and experience new authors. Is there anything better for a lover of books? (Except, perhaps, a new bookshelf?)