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Bookishleigh

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I wanted to create a fun place to talk all things books. This is not designed to take over the What are you fuckers reading thread started by the cuntalicious Fata. I plan on posting there too (should I ever finish IT).
Instead, I thought it could be a fun place to post all the miscellaneous book stuff bibliophiles love (like random book quotes, book memes and .gifs, upcoming movie adaptations, etc). Worst case, I'll just sit in here and merrily post book stuff that makes me happy when I need my "safe space."

And what got me thinking me thinking about this was an article I came across regarding the different ways people organize their bookshelves. So how do you organize yours?

Mine are grouped by author and then by genre. These are the books contained within the bookshelves. I also have ones next to my bed, a couple I just recently bought on the kitchen table, and the library books on the island. I will admit I love photos of the ones where they are organized by color; however, it would likely drive me batty when it came to actually find a book I wanted.

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Right now I am living out of boxes, but I like to think that some day I'll have a lovely, well organized library. It's not likely, but I like to think it.
 


I. History
-arranged chronologically by subject with authors from Herodotus to Simon Sebag Montefiore.​


II. Fiction
- grouped somewhat randomly by author (valuable first editions, collected works [e.g., Mencken, Twain] and favorite/sentimental bindings [by my grandmother] are behind glass).​


III. Nautical/Maritime
- the mix of reference materials (e.g., Bowditch, sight reduction tables, cruising guides) and non-fiction (e.g., Richard Henry Dana's Two Years Before The Mast, Samuel Eliot Morison's two-volume Admiral of The Ocean Sea: A Life of Christopher Columbus) is a bit jumbled.​


IV. Travel
- the assortment of travel guides, accounts (e.g., Bryson, Theroux) and memorabilia is partially chronological and partially grouped by subject.​


V. Science
- indisputably random (e.g., Dawkins, Darwin, Hawking, McPhee, Winchester, E.O. Wilson).​


VI. Reference
- Five flavors of the O.E.D., French dictionaries, German dictionaries, Italian dictionaries, chemistry dictionaries, legal dictionaries, grammar guides, general science dictionaries, writing guides, lexicography, The Merck Manual, Latin dictionaries, porcelain, opera, music, antiques, furniture, carpet, Spanish dictionaries and various phrasebooks— all in no particular order.​


VII. Business and Investing
- Jumbled (e.g., Graham, Buffett, Bogle)​


VIII. Textbooks
- Random


IX. Books on Books
- Largely random (e.g., John Carter's ABC For Book Collectors, International Directory of Antiquarian Booksellers: 1947-1997, Nicholas Brasbane's A Gentle Madness )​




 
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Book collecting is an obsession, an occupation, a disease, an addiction, a fascination, an absurdity, a fate. It is not a hobby. Those who do it must do it.

Jeanette Winterson
 
Book collecting is an obsession, an occupation, a disease, an addiction, a fascination, an absurdity, a fate. It is not a hobby. Those who do it must do it.

Jeanette Winterson

It's for insulation, here in the north.
 
When I moved into my new place about two years ago I decided to divest myself of items and what nots that I didn't really need.

The hardest part was giving up my books.

I was ruthless.

If it was something I likely wouldn't read again, a multiple copy (i.e. I had the hardback and the paperback), was part of various schooling efforts, or a book I didn't like but had been a gift it was put in the pile to donate.

I ended up donating them to the public library for their semi annual book sale. More than 500 books!

Ended up only keeping two bookshelves. I noticed the other day books had begun to be stacked sideways in front of others. Might be time to purge again.

<sighs>
 
When I moved into my new place about two years ago I decided to divest myself of items and what nots that I didn't really need.

The hardest part was giving up my books.

I was ruthless.

If it was something I likely wouldn't read again, a multiple copy (i.e. I had the hardback and the paperback), was part of various schooling efforts, or a book I didn't like but had been a gift it was put in the pile to donate.

I ended up donating them to the public library for their semi annual book sale. More than 500 books!

Ended up only keeping two bookshelves. I noticed the other day books had begun to be stacked sideways in front of others. Might be time to purge again.

<sighs>

I did the same during my divorce. I knew going from a large house to a small apartment that books were going to be a moving nuisance and a space sucker. I read much more on my Kindle now too since the Kindle book is usually cheaper and I LOVE the glow light for when I am not "sleeping" alone. I refused to part with my Stephen King books though since I have them in hardcover.

Right now I am living out of boxes, but I like to think that some day I'll have a lovely, well organized library. It's not likely, but I like to think it.

I've been in my current place over a year now and I am STILL have boxes waiting to be unpacked (or half unpacked). I usually blame it on my refusal to settle down, but I just renewed my lease for 18 months so I don't have much of an excuse. Although 18 months doesn't sound THAT long......
 
My job, perhaps my calling, is to save things; preserve them; keep them for the future.

I work in the digital realm more than not transforming analog materials into digital surrogates. I own many mobile devices. I too am lured in by the cheap kindle books...

But, but...

Knowing how truly fragile our digital world is; how easy it is to "lose" something; how easy it is for the power to be to take that content away; how truly awful it is that manipulation and falsehoods can exponentially propagate...

I feel the urge to save even more. To protect what can be saved. To fight for what cannot. To maintain the physical!

Give me my boxes and my plates and my broken spines!

I'm a keeper. Permanence is not a bad thing.
 
"Because when I read, I don’t really read; I pop a beautiful sentence into my mouth and suck it like a fruit drop, or I sip it like a liqueur until the thought dissolves in me like alcohol, infusing brain and heart and coursing on through the veins to the root of each blood vessel.“
— Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet



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"Because when I read, I don’t really read; I pop a beautiful sentence into my mouth and suck it like a fruit drop, or I sip it like a liqueur until the thought dissolves in me like alcohol, infusing brain and heart and coursing on through the veins to the root of each blood vessel.“
— Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet

I think I just bookgasmed.

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Whenever I tell someone I'm a reader, I can normally tell they aren't because they will ask, "Oh, what is your favorite book?" As if I could narrow it down to just ONE book. I don't think I have ever said, "That's my favorite book." Instead, I find myself saying, "That's one of my favorite books." I have a lot of favorite books, it seems. So for the meager few who see this, I thought it might be fun for you to list first five (or three or ten) books that come to your mind right away when you think "favorite book." Don't give it too much analysis - that's what makes it fun!

1. The Great Gatsby - F. Scott Fitzgerald
2. White Oleander - Janet Fitch
3. Night Film - Marisha Pessl
4. Night Circus - Erin Morgenstern
5. Still Life with Woodpecker - Tom Robbins
 
To Kill A Mockingbird- Harper Lee
A Wrinkle In Time- Madeleine L'Engle
Just Kids- Patti Smith
Life of Pi- Yann Martel
The Time Traveller's Wife- Audrey Niffenegger
 
To Kill A Mockingbird- Harper Lee
A Wrinkle In Time- Madeleine L'Engle
Just Kids- Patti Smith
Life of Pi- Yann Martel
The Time Traveller's Wife- Audrey Niffenegger

I always THINK about The Time Traveler's Wife, but then I think it looks kind of romancish and I shy away.
 
I miss the built in bookcase in the master we designed at or last house. It wasn't huge, so it mainly held my older books and treasures arranged purely to be aesthetically pleasing.


5 is hard.

Poe
Brontë
Kafka
Thompson
A Clockwork Orange
The Picture of Dorian Gray

The artist is the creator of beautiful things.
To reveal art and conceal the artist is art’s aim.
The critic is he who can translate into another manner or a new material his impression of beautiful things.
The highest, as the lowest, form of criticism is a mode of autobiography.
Those who find ugly meanings in beautiful things are corrupt without being charming. This is a fault.
Those who find beautiful meanings in beautiful things are the cultivated. For these there is hope.
They are the elect to whom beautiful things mean only Beauty.
There is no such thing as a moral or an immoral book. Books are well written, or badly written. That is all.
The nineteenth century dislike of Realism is the rage of Caliban seeing his own face in a glass.
The nineteenth century dislike of Romanticism is the rage of Caliban not seeing his own face in a glass.
The moral life of man forms part of the subject-matter of the artist, but the morality of art consists in the perfect use of an imperfect medium.
No artist desires to prove anything. Even things that are true can be proved.
No artist has ethical sympathies. An ethical sympathy in an artist is an unpardonable mannerism of style.
No artist is ever morbid. The artist can express everything.
Thought and language are to the artist instruments of an art.
Vice and virtue are to the artist materials for an art.
From the point of view of form, the type of all the arts is the art of the musician. From the point of view of feeling, the actor’s craft is the type.
All art is at once surface and symbol.
Those who go beneath the surface do so at their peril.
Those who read the symbol do so at their peril.
It is the spectator, and not life, that art really mirrors.
Diversity of opinion about a work of art shows that the work is new, complex, and vital.
When critics disagree the artist is in accord with himself.
We can forgive a man for making a useful thing as long as he does not admire it. The only excuse for making a useless thing is that one admires it intensely.
All art is quite useless.
 
I miss the built in bookcase in the master we designed at or last house. It wasn't huge, so it mainly held my older books and treasures arranged purely to be aesthetically pleasing.


5 is hard.

Poe
Brontë
Kafka
Thompson
A Clockwork Orange
The Picture of Dorian Gray

I need to read A Clockwork Orange and The Picture of Dorian Gray.

And I love Poe. The Masque of the Red Death has always been one of my favorites of his. I loved the first season of the Following when they focused so much on Poe.
 
I need to read A Clockwork Orange and The Picture of Dorian Gray.

And I love Poe. The Masque of the Red Death has always been one of my favorites of his. I loved the first season of the Following when they focused so much on Poe.

I loved The Cask of Amontillado by Poe......
 
I noted the reference to Winterson - I read Oranges are not the only Fruit many years ago - a good book.

I read mainly non-fiction nowadays but I am going through a Margaret Millar phase at the moment and re-reading many of her books. If you can read only one, then Beast in View is the one.
 
Crikey. It's like Sophie's Choice x 100!



The World I Made For Her - Thomas Moran
She's Come Undone - Wally Lamb
The Witching Hour - Anne Rice
Cloven Hooves - Megan Lindholm
The Enchanted Wood - Enid Blyton
Tully - Paullina Simons
Wuthering Heights
Tess of the D'Urbervilles
Nature of Water and Air - Regina McBride
Gone To Earth - Mary Webb
The Snow Child - Eowyn Ivey



Fave King - The Dead Zone :heart:
 
Just five is tough. There is a Neil Gamain quote from a few years back that goes something like, "Picking five favorite books is like picking the five body parts you’d most like not to lose."


These five fiction tomes, in no particular order of dearest, are adored not only for their words and stories, but for their potency, inspiration, and impact on me, augmented by experiences and circumstances going on in my life at the time they were first read.

A good book, much like a good friend, can provide guidance, comfort, and clarity during life's significant times.

The Throat - Peter Straub
Cider House Rules - John Irving
The Book of Disquiet - Fernando Pessoa
The Ocean At The End Of The Lane - Neil Gaiman
The Moonstone - Wilkie Collins
 
Fave King - The Dead Zone :heart:

I lived a few blocks away from Stephen King's Bangor house for a while, and I used to walk by it all the time. I never met him, but I did see Owen in the yard every once in a while.

So....some of you know I did some time in prison. Those who didn't, hey, I did some time in prison.

Anyway...I had a cell mate who was functionally illiterate, but loved Stephen King from having seen many of the movies that had been made from his books. When she found out that I had lived near him, she took a liking to me, which was a good thing, she was a rather scary lady.

The library had a lot of his books, so she thought it was a good idea for me to read them to her. I thought it was a good idea that she not put a can of soda in a sock and beat me with it, so I obliged.

It became a nightly ritual for me to read to her every night before lights out. It became a bonding experience between us. I would have told you when I first went in that she and I were nothing alike, but as I read to her and we talked about the stories, I came to think of her almost as a sister. Thank god for books.

If I can remember correctly, in the year and a half we spent together I read her:

Carrie
The Dead Zone
Needful Things
Pet Sematary
Salems Lot
Dreamcather
Under The Dome

We were halfway through The Shining when I got released. As I was leaving our cell that last morning she crooked her finger at me and the last thing she ever said to me was "Redrum, bitch".

Alicia:rose: I hope your new cellie finished reading The Shining for you.
 
I lived a few blocks away from Stephen King's Bangor house for a while, and I used to walk by it all the time. I never met him, but I did see Owen in the yard every once in a while.

So....some of you know I did some time in prison. Those who didn't, hey, I did some time in prison.

Anyway...I had a cell mate who was functionally illiterate, but loved Stephen King from having seen many of the movies that had been made from his books. When she found out that I had lived near him, she took a liking to me, which was a good thing, she was a rather scary lady.

The library had a lot of his books, so she thought it was a good idea for me to read them to her. I thought it was a good idea that she not put a can of soda in a sock and beat me with it, so I obliged.

It became a nightly ritual for me to read to her every night before lights out. It became a bonding experience between us. I would have told you when I first went in that she and I were nothing alike, but as I read to her and we talked about the stories, I came to think of her almost as a sister. Thank god for books.

If I can remember correctly, in the year and a half we spent together I read her:

Carrie
The Dead Zone
Needful Things
Pet Sematary
Salems Lot
Dreamcather
Under The Dome

We were halfway through The Shining when I got released. As I was leaving our cell that last morning she crooked her finger at me and the last thing she ever said to me was "Redrum, bitch".

Alicia:rose: I hope your new cellie finished reading The Shining for you.
Aah that's lovely. Although I can hear you reading it in Morgan Freeman's voice. Maybe someday you'll meet her on a beach sanding a boat down called The Carrie. :heart:
 
I had to share with you a story from this week. I checked my email and got a notification that my Amazon order had been received and was shipped. Well, indignantly I log into Amazon because I most definitely did NOT place an order at 12:03 a.m. on a Tuesday and surely my account must of been hacked. I see that the hacker has ordered a book called Little and Lion. I start reading the description and think, well, this sounds like a lovely book. Then I notice it has a publication date of August 8th - the very same day of said hacking!

It turns out my favorite podcast had discussed it on their "Books to Watch For" show and I pre-ordered it back in February. Oops.

Please tell me I am not the ONLY one with a quasi-embarrassing book story!
 
Please tell me I am not the ONLY one with a quasi-embarrassing book story!


yes, you're the only one.

I'm poor, so I 'suggest a purchase' from the library. From release date, 3 days later, I have an email from the library telling me its reserved for me.

My library likes my requests, and I like it too.

After having to give up 400 kg worth of books, this is what I'm ok with now.
 
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