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I never allow visitors into my study because I know exactly where everything is. Apparently, I have a visual memory (tested by a training programme at work) and if something is moved – it’s lost. Also it’s a tip (ie not suitable for visiting). Elsewhere in the house my husband shelves books by type (travel, etc) and fiction by alphabet. So in the rest of the house, other people have a fighting chance of locating a Dickens novel should they want one.

My study also contains a lot of research material and much of that was bought at the Christian Aid book sale pictured above. As I wrote a play about JM Barrie, I was able to source almost all his works and several biographies there. As I now write Scottish Regency novels (look out for the next coming soon-ish), I’ve bought many Scottish source books. I have made an attempt to shelve them by General Scottish and Edinburgh. Even so, they cover two bookcases and two shelving units with a few on the floor, the desk or behind the printer.

Is this the most efficient way to recover that tiny fact holding up chapter ten? Maybe not, but it works for me because I do in fact visualise. Firstly I see the fact and whether it’s on the right hand or left hand page. Then I see whether the book in question was hand sized, A5 or coffee table. Then I see its colour. Oops! I have a very shaky colour memory and have to hope I’ve found the volume before that becomes an issue.

There’s also that muscle memory thing – you know where you can go on doing things long after you’ve essentially stopped that activity. We used to have a large bookcase outside our bedroom. It’s been gone over 20 years. I still find myself studying the wallpaper there wondering where a copy of such and such has gone.

So, how do you store your paper books?

My kindle has been teasing me recently. I’ve been building up an electronic collection of both Georgette Heyer and Ann Cleeves. Recently I was scrolling through and discovered how separated they become because of that operational thing whereby your last read book rises to the top of the ‘library’. I think, with a little time, I could group the already read ones. But, and it’s a big but, how does one keep that up-to date? Answers please. Then I might have the defence that although the study is a muddle, the kindle is a model of perfection.

Anne on Amazon Author Page

Daisy’s Dilemma Kobo

Books, books, books. Wherever you turn in this house there are books. Age appropriate books. Aged books. Ageless books. If you’re looking for it, there’s more than an even chance we’ve got it.
But, it won’t be in the loo.

Al fresco Facilities

I know lots of you out there thoughtfully provide a basket or a shelf in the smallest room. Those little Christmas stocking books or a magazine or two will be available to while away any waiting time. Not here.
On the other hand, there are books on my husband’s bedside chest, on the floor beside my bed – I got the smaller chest AND the phone – on a shelf above the radiator. There are books in my writing room, in the living room, in the room that was the playroom, in the spare bedroom. The cookery books adorn a shelf outside the kitchen (and a cupboard in the living room, Shh!) while a shelf in the kitchen holds British birds for that moment when an interesting visitor arrives on the wistaria.
There are romantic novels everywhere. The coffee table in the living room, the kitchen table, my handbag… a girl does not want to be caught out and I can easily keep several stories in my head at once, even complicated detective plots. But, never in the loo.
Why not?
Don’t know the answer to that, but I suspect, being as we are a back of the cereal packet household, the queues would be intolerable.