I have a lot of books.
(chorus: duh!)
Not as many as I used to have, but a lot. Boxes and boxes and boxes. Three boxes filled with author copies of various titles and magazines. One box for cookbooks. One for foreign language references. Two for english language references. Medical (human and feline) references. And there's one entire box that's labeled, simply "poetry and lit studies, misc." Haven't even started packing up the history books, either social or military. Or hard science texts, or the mythology/supernatural books, which are going to need at least two boxes by themselves.
And that's just the research library (the section of it that's not already in storage)....
I'm going to need to buy more bookcases.
On the plus side, chapter four has been hogtied and stashed in a corner, and chapter five is heading down for the count. I'm not entirely happy with Sergei's dithering, but he's starting to figure out what I want from him, so I feel confident we'll get there, sooner rather than later. He's just worried about the bruising. Wuss.
Wren, for once, is chugging along without hesitation or stress, totally in the zone....
(chorus: duh!)
Not as many as I used to have, but a lot. Boxes and boxes and boxes. Three boxes filled with author copies of various titles and magazines. One box for cookbooks. One for foreign language references. Two for english language references. Medical (human and feline) references. And there's one entire box that's labeled, simply "poetry and lit studies, misc." Haven't even started packing up the history books, either social or military. Or hard science texts, or the mythology/supernatural books, which are going to need at least two boxes by themselves.
And that's just the research library (the section of it that's not already in storage)....
I'm going to need to buy more bookcases.
On the plus side, chapter four has been hogtied and stashed in a corner, and chapter five is heading down for the count. I'm not entirely happy with Sergei's dithering, but he's starting to figure out what I want from him, so I feel confident we'll get there, sooner rather than later. He's just worried about the bruising. Wuss.
Wren, for once, is chugging along without hesitation or stress, totally in the zone....