Monday, July 20, 2009


No, these are not my books. They're for sale on ebay.

I'm tempted. Don't you sometimes just want to build a house out of books, with walls smelling of that sweet old-paper smell - or maybe a labyrinth you could lose yourself in? The windows could be bucolic murder mysteries set in Devon, and novels of the high seas, and the fireplace would be erotica and the kitchen would be -

- hold on, this is a Richard Brautigan story already, isn't it?

4 comments:

Danielle said...

hmmm..that looks like the wall next to my bed..lol

Nikki Magennis said...

Yes, someone should invent a way to keep bed-book-piles tidy, eh?

Danielle said...

i might post a picture of it..because..i m ashamed about it but most of my books are in the basement..the books i need close by are in the livingroom...on one side of my bed are the books i want to read soon..on the other side are the books i m reading right now...its a mess..lol

Nikki Magennis said...

Yes, go on, pictures!