I’m not kidding when I say I felt light-headed with a mixture of anxiety and envy when I saw these photos of Neil Gaiman’s bookshelves. It hurts. I love my new bookshelves, love love love, and I am still not used to their pristine beauty and the scope of them. But that? That is the ideal. Not to mention the coziest chair known to man and a happy kitty-cat. Heaven on earth.
Thanks, Peri, for the link!
SWOON. I noticed a tweet about this, but I had NO IDEA until I followed your link.
Yeah–that armchair is the kind you read, think and doze in. If the cat lets you sit there!
yeah, really, looks like the cat has totally commandeered that chair, and I do not blame it at all.
so happy to share :)
did you happen to see the comment where NG says this is just the downstairs library? i almost started crying.
Dear Lord…I am DROOOOOOLING!
Yowsers. Even my bookshelves pale in comparison.
I’ve said it before…the first thing I do when unleashed to wander a house I’ve never before visited is snoop through the bookshelves.
I think I’d need a day undisturbed to go through Neil’s collection….
If he did nothing else, I’d love Gaiman for “Coraline,” but this library is incredible! Basically, the guy has the ideal library that we were all just posting about a couple of years ago.
I don’t remember the exact quote, but Cicero said something to the effect that he spent all his money on books, and if there was anything left over, he bought food. Looks like Gaiman lives by that.
His reference library is amazing too.
http://digitalcomposting.wordpress.com/2009/09/03/the-gaiman-library/
Sorry to bring up old posts, but I read with great interest your posts a year or so ago on McCarthy’s Blood Meridian. I just finished reading it for the fifth time tonight: this book has a strange power, that’s for sure. They (it’s always they) are making it into a movie, you know, directed by Todd Field. It seems unfilmable to me by any director save Terrence Malick, and not just because of the omnipresent violence. Oh well. I hope Field’s faithful.