Books.

[dira]

Apparently one after-effect of the bookishness of Worldcon (or seeing brooklinegirl's upstairs, which made me just about fall over with book-happiness) is that I've come home and gone into a bit of a book-organizing frenzy, finally sorting out nearly everything I've been meaning to do since I moved. So: the hardcovers are in the living room, bridged across the gap between bookcases to maximize shelf-inches and properly alphabetized. Oversized non-fiction books, some textbooks, some not, have been placed on the floor in the gap. The books-from-childhood and old books have been moved into my bedroom. Comic trades have been moved out to the new-to-my-apartment bookshelf, as have non-fiction-non-textbooks, which have been weeded and arranged alpha-by-author, which isn't especially rational but will have to do for now. Some paperbacks have also been shifted to the new bookshelf, which means that all mass market paperbacks are now no more than double-shelved (triple-shelving is really space-efficient, and creates an impressive density of books, but is a new-book-shelving nightmare). Romance novels have been shelved in the bedroom in the space created by moving out the non-fiction-non-textbooks and are correctly alphabetized. Oversize paperback fiction has been alphabetized, and some volumes shifted to the top of the bookcase to make room.

All that remains is to sort the textbooks in some fashion other than a rough sort by size, and to find a permanent home for periodicals and ephemera. And zines. And then all the books will be properly sorted, and I'll just have to buy more.