“There is no friend as loyal as a book.” – Ernest Hemingway
Oh, Ernest. You were a feisty son of a gun, but you said some mighty things.
So, my rad blogger pal Letizia over at Reading Interrupted posted something super fun last week, a “Show us your shelves” challenge that’s been traipsing around the blogosphere.
I just couldn’t resist unveiling my dusty ass shelves.
Like many of you, most of my current reading is of the ebook variety. Obviously that would be the most anticlimactic picture ever.
Hey, look at my Kindle bookshelf screen, everyone! (And, cue crickets.)
Please excuse the insanely crooked pics. When you live in a shoebox apartment, you literally squeeze your belongings into every nook and cranny. Taking straight pictures when the corner of your desk is jamming you in the arse is impossible.
OK, Britt. Enough with the disclaimers already.
You might be wondering if that is a giraffe’s butt in front of the Hitler biography…
Meet Henri, our guardian of the ratty books and keeper of the giant headphones. Originally from France, Henri enjoys reading Ken Follett books, practicing Yoga, and listening to excellent tunes.
You didn’t think there would be a book shot without a cat around here, did you?
Alrighty, folks. It’s your turn. Let’s see those dusty ass shelves!