Books and a Rescued Bookshelf

Friends, it’s been a long time since I posted anything, and I think I can safely blame that on school. Ditto for publications. Writing goes on, currently in the form of fiction about a brother and sister who get lost in the woods and end up at a house made out of bread…sound familiar?

My habitual, superfluous amassing of books goes on as well. About twenty made the original trek with me from the Midwest to the wilds of Virginia, but between a killer library sale and the huge annual literary festival that takes place on my school’s campus, they have now been joined by twenty-one comrades. That’s not counting my textbooks or the library books I’m hoarding, either!

“I always imagined Paradise as a kind of library.” -Jorge Luis Borges, “Poema de los dones”

Rescued BookshelfMy room is nowhere near the paradisal standards of the Library of Congress or that mother of all libraries, Borges’s own Library of Babel, but, especially since the addition of a well-loved bookshelf that my friend and I rescued from beside a Dumpster, at least it feels little more like home.

Here’s my bookshelf–what’s on yours?

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