Two of my bookcases just collapsed under the weight of their books. I was sitting directly under them, and frankly I cannot imagine how I come not to have broken bones or worse. Now my whole sitting-room is knee-deep in books, practically all the literary heritage of Europe and the US, and absolutely no idea how to rearrange them. Nor do I like having to walk over Conrad and Tolstoy and Goethe just in order to move at all.
At least one of the bookcases is beyond repair, and I suspect the other is too. And I had been working on rearranging my library since Monday.
At least one of the bookcases is beyond repair, and I suspect the other is too. And I had been working on rearranging my library since Monday.
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Date: 2005-02-16 06:35 pm (UTC)After moving an obscene number of books into the cellar to placate my mother, the bookcase that was their new home collapsed anyway under the weight of it all. I was nearby at the time and remember just looking at the floor and thinking, "Where on earth do I start?" A couple of weeks later, a bookshelf in my brother's room collapsed when I was sat reading under it. My only word on the matter is "Ouch".
Roundabout way of saying that I have a fair idea of what upheaval it can cause when books wreak revenge by falling on one's head!
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Date: 2005-02-16 06:37 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-02-16 06:42 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-02-16 07:42 pm (UTC)