Blame this post on
Bilbo. He's lucky, he has pretty bookcases. Mine are, well, they are the $19.99 variety that you pick up at Ollie's Bargain Outlet whenever they have them in stock.
As you can see, there's a little bit of everything lurking about on my shelves, but the one case is dedicated to Doctor Who and Terry Pratchett's Discworld. (I sadly don't have the whole collection there).
Before I go any further with this, I want to say something.
My name is Andrea and I'm a book a holic. I am nowhere near the road to recovery. I'm most likely on the road to a book store or on Amazon or Barnes and Noble.
This is one of my "neat" book shelves. Notice the lovely cat statue with glowing eyes sitting on top of this one.
I had to remove the books from the top shelf for him and put down a piece of cardboard so his little leggies didn't get stuck.
My Mokey isn't exactly the brightest crayon in the box. Nope, he isn't.
I originally had my Stephanie Plum novels on top, along with the True Blood series. (One series I've read all of, the other I keep telling myself I'll read one October in celebration of Halloween)
Yeah, I'm crazy like that.
My TBR (to be read) pile is out of control and I don't care.
I just love books.
Here's further proof that I do indeed have a problem.
And yes, I even donated a lot when we moved last year. I'm not even showing you the inside of my walk in closet, that has more books than clothes.