I love looking at people's books, and looking at their shelves is surely a window into their soul (at least into their personality).
So here are my shelves, untouched and not rearranged for camera:
|The attic shelves. Yes - this is a real attic I'm writing from. Or as we call it, 'the loft'.|
|Detail of attic shelves. Most of my favourites are up here.|
|And then there are various downstairs shelves...|
Not shown: the shelves in my workroom, which is away from the house, and I can't be bothered going down there to photograph them. But they're almost empty, as I've been culling my books drastically, due to an impending move. But if I were to show them, I would focus on the 6 volumes of Proust, lent years ago by a friend, and never read.
So show us your shelves ... No cheating, mind ...