Bybeeary: Fiction and Nonfiction

It suddenly occurred to me this morning, before coffee, that I have lived in my newest place since June 1 and hadn't posted any pictures of the newest incarnation of the Bybeeary. So I'm fixing that today. Before coffee, as you can tell by the quality of the photos.

These two tall, slender shelves are on either side of my sofa.

The first picture is of the fiction shelf and the one below is the nonfiction. The fiction is alphabetical. The nonfiction is still a work in progress, except for the first one-and-a-half shelves: those are my books related to food.

On top of the fiction shelf is a pot that my mother made.

On top of the nonfiction shelf is decorative ball that reflects light. Next to it is a photo of my great-grandmother, taken around 1915. In the middle of the second shelf (which is the end of the aforementioned food section) is a cookie jar shaped like a stack of chocolate chip cookies.

 In the foreground on the right is a small drop-leaf table with some crystal on it. In the crystal bowl is my matchbook collection.

I'll go now (coffee) and let you zoom in on the book spines. Enjoy.

The Bybeeary Goes Splitsville

For the first time in a decade, I am living in a room that can't fit all my bookshelves. Buying a smaller bed was not an option, so I had to put one bookcase in my bedroom, and the other two in the spare bedroom.

The Pulitzer fiction sleeps with me, of course.

Don't worry, I told the others. I'll visit you often.

And I do.

Bookworm Transitions

One month home, and it's gone by in a blur. Shortly after my last post, Mom and I went to Tulsa to visit The Spawn, and she fell ill. Scary stuff. Somehow, we got her into the car and back here. Her doctor took one look at her and said, "Hospital." One week in the hospital has now turned into 2 or 3 weeks of physical and occupational therapy in a nursing home. Looks like I showed up in the U.S. at just the right time.

In other news,  I have finally gotten the Bybeeary unpacked and organized:

Nonfiction on the left, fiction on the right

Pulitzer fiction winners

As you can imagine, reading has taken a back seat. No, that's not right. Reading isn't even in the car. If anything, it's clinging to the back bumper.

This seems like a running joke, but I'm still reading A Game of Thrones.  I'm also reading Without You, There is No Us by Suki Kim and Let's Just Say It Wasn't Pretty by Diane Keaton.

Book buying: I picked up a copy of the newest Pultizer fiction winner, All the Light We Cannot See by Anthony Doerr and I couldn't resist a hardcover copy of The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up by Marie Kondo.

Dewey's Readathon: I missed it, as I suspected I might, but it never dawned on me that I would MISS IT miss it as in not even being aware that it was going on until I saw some posts on social media. I hope that part of my life isn't truly gone. Let's see what October brings.

Read Life and Real Life seem poles apart, but I'm slowly finding my way back. Today, I have errands to run and a meeting with my new boss, but first, I want to stop in here for my library fix.

My beautiful hometown library in Sedalia