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I don’t have enough books to fill up my bookshelves.

I know what you’re thinking. You’re thinking, “Poor Christina! Whatever will she do?”

Either that or, “I hope the obnoxious b***h gets the pox.”

But I don’t care, because I don’t have enough books to fill up my bookshelves!

Let’s start the tour with a full shot of the bookshelves. As you can see, they cover two walls in my office, and even extend over the top of the bathroom door. Coming soon — a library ladder so I can get to the top shelves!

On the wall with my desk, the bookshelves are wide because — Ta-da! — two sections push aside for storage. Inside, I’ve got bookshelves for my foreign editions and an office storeroom for papers, manuscripts, photos, etc. Someday I’ll even unpack the boxes and put stuff away. Really. I swear.

Finally, the pièce de résistance! Because the only place where we have a view of Mt. Baker is from those very high windows in my office, the top of the bookshelves/office storage is a nest. I’m going to get a comfortable bunch of cushions for up there, and railings are being made, and when everything’s ready, I will climb my library ladder, hop into my hiding place, and sleep. I mean, write. Work. Write.

This bookshelf, my dears, is the epitome of every dream I ever had as a child. Books, bookshelves, a place to hide my mess, and a place to hide myself where I can pretend to be Jo March. I’m so happy!

And now — I’m off to buy more books!
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