Of all the things in our place, visitors seem to love the spinning paperback rack best.
(Truth: I actually call it the "spinny" paperback rack but I guess that isn't a word. Whatever.)
I bought it for five bucks in Hollywood at a going-out-of-business thrift store. The store was selling off all of its shelving and such, and when I saw it I had to have it. It wasn't easy to get home -- "huffing" and "puffing" and "bending time/space rules inside my car" are apt descriptions -- but I'm glad I did.
We have a lot of vintage paperbacks, the kind with the most spectacular cover artwork, but they're not for mere show: They're favorites we go back to over and over. In this pic you'll see "The Fellowship of the Ring," "The Princess Bride," some Lovecraft, and "Watership Down," one of my husband's favorite books.
Lois Duncan is there -- did anyone read Ms. Duncan as a tweener? -- "Charlotte's Web," of course, Lieber, Asimov, and Kate Chopin. ("The Awakening" meant and means so much to me).
The close-up of three books probably tells a pretty true story about my tastes: a satire-heavy Vonnegut, a Trixie Belden, and "Pride & Prejudice." (I absolutely ate up the whole Trixie Belden series the summer I was 9yo. I'd go to sleep every night and think "I have to wake up soon so I can start READING!")
Where do you keep your books?
