I’ve been absent from the “Feature & Follow” scene for about a month now. Sorry about that, pals! (I really should be apologizing to myself, as it’s seriously interfered with my blog traffic). All my spare time has been spent helping my human friend, Alyisha, to set up her girly book review blog, “No Boys Allowed Reviews.”
You’d think she’d be more capable of blogging on her own, seeing as all it really requires is a brain and the ability to type. And, seeing as it’s a group blog, she even has four other mortals to consult with but still she comes c r a w l i n g to me. Humans are always going on and on about their superior intellects and their opposable thumbs, but when push comes to shove, they’re always asking us supernatural beings for help – regardless of our digit situation. I can type a whole blog entry with my wiggly nose faster than she can gently place her fingers upon the a, s, d, f, j, k, l, ; home keys. (I guess, to be fair, bunnies are known for their incredible speed, so I shouldn’t judge her too harshly.)
But enough about Alyisha. Let’s get back to what you really came here to read about: pookas! And their bookshelves.
This week, our two hosts Alison Can Read and Parajunkee devised an activity for those participating in their hop:
“Bookshelf Tour!”, they proclaimed. “Take us on a tour of your shelves!”
I think the idea was to bring readers on a video tour, but that presents a problem for me. When your main method of transportation involves a lot of bouncing, it doesn’t make for the best video ever. To say that the camera gets jostled is severely downplaying it. Then there was the issue of how to hold the camera while I hopped… I kind of need all four of my feet to get around. I can’t have two, or even one of them, doubling as a hand. I thought about getting a helmet and then taping the camera to the top of that, but in the end, I took the easy way out. I hope these photos are an acceptable substitute.
My main fiction bookshelf, A – O (organized by author’s last name).
Note the hardcover *and* paperback versions of “American Gods.”
My second fiction bookshelf, O – Z. There are some Literary Theory books on the bottom shelf, along with some essays and bios. I was really interested in Robert Frost for awhile (guy was nuts!). The shelf to the far left (under the apatosaurus) is a mish-mosh of things. On the bottom are books about cookies, wizards, and my childhood favorite, “Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day.”
You may have noticed that I left the very last cube free. I like to sit in there sometimes. It reminds me of warrens past. Above my head are books I’m borrowing (either from the library or friends). Right now, among other things, I’ve got out “The Arrivals” by Melissa Marr and “Where’d You Go, Bernadette?” by Maria Semple. Reviews coming soon!
This one’s predominantly Non-Fiction. It’s the smallest shelf… and you might notice that I have a very loose definition of “Non-Fiction,” given that most of these books are about religion. There’re also some of my boyfriend’s comics. On top are one of my favorite snacks (it’s a raisin medley from Trader Joe’s. It’s got purple, red, and yellow raisins – the red ones, known as “flame raisins” are the best), and my 2 pet dwarf frogs: The Johns. They’re named after John Flansburgh and John Linnell of “They Might Be Giants.”
My kitchen bookshelf, completely lacking in cookbooks. It’s because I survive mostly on hay (sometimes I add a little bit of mint, rose-hips, and chamomile to it! Delish!) and coffee, of course. (Note to self: buy more K-Cups).
Instead, the shelves house ARCs, from when I used to work at the bookstore, and Lemony Snicket’s “A Series of Unfortunate Events.”
And finally, my hallway bookcase, which is basically overflow & stuff I bought at library book sales after I organized my main shelves. Please note the tiny door, which leads to Wonderland. White rabbit, my ass. Alice needs to get her eyes checked. I’m clearly grey — silver, if you want to take intellectual liberties. But white? Come on. What was it with authors in the 1860’s and white animals? So played out…
Please, also note the homemade sugar skull, complete with a seashell-unicorn horn and glow-in-the-dark puffy paint designs. One day, a robin’s egg blue typewriter will sit atop this shelf… It’d look so good with the rug, right?!
Thus concludes our Bookshelf Tour! – which would perhaps make for the geekiest episode of Cribs ever. I didn’t include any photos of my bedroom, as anywhere there are books is where the magic happens.
Have a great weekend! Don’t forget to check back soon for my review of Melissa Marr’s “The Arrivals“!