If it isn’t incredibly obvious, blog posts have been appearing less frequently for the last month. This is because, in part, I am owed interviews and commentaries by people who no doubt have been as busy, snowed under, and ill as I currently am. The illness I blame on proximity to students and children; the busyness is regular end-of-term wrap up, compounded by the renovation of, and move into, a new house for December 1st. Which is where the library comes in: in our new home (circa 1933) did I get the home library I’ve always wanted, complete with fireplace, a big cozy chair, and a thick blanket?
For years I have coveted a library—drawings of model houses I did in grade 3 include libraries complete with a rolling ladder. I even have a folder stuffed with images: Mark Twain’s Hartford House features a library with a glass-walled conservatory attached. Edith Wharton’s house, The Mount, has the most amazing light-filled library space. I could go on, but you get the idea.
In the end, I didn’t get a conservatory or a fire-place; like many of us, I got a compromise. The original 1930s kitchen was so small it wouldn’t fit a fridge and a stove, but a 1960s family room addition was bigger. However, we didn’t need a kitchen that large, and so the kitchen-library hybrid was born and built.
For now I have to share it with the Lego, so the comfy chair will have to wait (though an out-of sight window seat provides some options for reading). Again, the compromise. And there are still bookshelves elsewhere in the house, not to mention the mountain of books at the office and still in boxes. But it made me wonder about the creative solutions others have to book storage. If you are game, please send me a picture of your library solution (in a virus-free form, please, with some gloss), to possibly be included in a future post.