The Scottish Borders - an idyllic haven for moles as well as readers...
Meanwhile I finally rescued some wooden wine boxes from work to make some makeshift bookshelves with - I could wish they were smarter but they're extremely practical. They're easy to fit into odd corners, easy to move around, and whilst I still have more books than shelf (lots more books than shelf) a happy evening moving a few things around has bought me closer to some sort of order.
Most of my fairy tale related books (though not fiction with a specifically fairy tale theme -that's a dream which will have to wait) are now together. A couple more boxes and mythology can join them which will be extremely satisfying. Crime fiction has been better divided into golden age and noir as well which will make matching book to mood a far quicker task (nothing to gritty or modern here) and a few books are off to Oxfam. The best bit of rearranging - even on such a minor scale - is finding things I'd forgotten I had.
As for bookish resolutions for the new year, I have a few. As this is Trollope's bicentenary I will at the very least finish the Palliser books (2 left). I read 3 Zola's last year which feels about right, another 3 this year will see me just over a quarter of the way through the Rougon - Macquart cycle which is manageable. I also mean to be rather better at letting go of books I don't want/won't read again, that's not many of them but when space is precious I have to question if I'll ever really read my way through a yard of letters from assorted Mitford sisters.
So all that remains is to wish us all a happy new year