Hey JIK, do I get to put in MY two cents worth?

The "scruffy" paperbacks in the basement include my lifetime collection of favorite authors: every John D. MacDonald book written, including his two sci-fi novels; some ungodly number of fantasy books, including the 1960s editions of the Tolkein books, well-read (maybe they DO qualify as scruffy); and more mysteries than I want to think about. I don't dare go down there; I'd be lost for days reading the ones I'd forgotten I had!

Upstairs are the (mostly newer) hardbacks, sorted by author name (at least on my side of the room). Until recently, I only had three authors I'd buy in hardback, but that's definitely changed.

Anyone who takes a quick scan of our collection(s) will be able to tell immediately whose is whose. John reads NO fiction; I read very little else. Both of us read too damned much, since neither of us can bear to throw or give a book away once it's in the house.

We desperately need a couple more bookcases to get rid of the ones piled on every flat surface (true story). Unfortunately, the blasted windows take up too much room in this house!

Is there a 12-step program for bookaholics?

Lin