On the very top shelf is a clock my son made when he was six. (He is now twenty-two.)
On the next shelf is my new little Willy dog, a Smoky Mountain thermometer, and my favorite writing books....and....
...an inspirational paperweight that I got from my uber cool friend and writer, Kim Marcus - at our crit group holiday gift swap.
One of my many bird nests (I have a collection) and some of my manuals because I have OMD (obsessive manual disorder).
The bottom shelf has a box I like that holds junk and my "Ego Books." Those are scrapbooks with every nice thing or semi-nice thing or sorta nice thing anyone has ever said about me (and reviews and letters and articles and stuff like that.) I save these things in notebooks because it's much cheaper than therapy.
2 comments:
Whaddya mean "Stupidest Post Ever"? I LOVE vicarious bookshelf-gazing!
I feel as if I've been over to your house! But, as much as I love you, Barbara, your tidiness is getting on my nerves.
We should have dueling bookshelves -- you would cross me off your list of friends if you saw mine.
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