They also create a welcome, colorful aesthetic. And each one is indexed to memories, whether to the provenance of an individual volume, or resonating with associations to authors, subjects, and ideological movements.
My book space is lit by lantern planets and string light stars. I work best with a single, desktop spot lamp, focused on my work, in a dark room. Before bed, I read by the light of a single string of star lights. I even have a Moon In My Room, thanks to my brother, Peter.
Welcome to my space. As I've just cleaned, I'll give you a little tour. Above is my work desk. Yes, I do have two green laptops. You can never have too many green laptops. The green, wing-backed chair belonged to my great grandmother. My mother, and now I, have taken to calling it the "over the river and through the woods" chair, owing to its brocade pattern, and its grandmotherly provenance. In that corner are adult and children's literature, poetry, plays, and philosophy.
A shoe rack rests on top of the biography bookshelves. I enjoy being able to see my shoes. They put me in mind of future parties and dances, and remind me that sometimes homework is better when done in heels.
I also found that pounding small nails into the closet wall, again with tools, is an excellent way to store long necklaces and statement pieces, to avoid tangling. I haven't seen the jewelry armoire yet which can rival this method of storing larger pieces.
This is a space where, surrounded by favorite books, artwork, and gifts, I remember to love and that I am loved. And recharging in love, this is a space I can venture forth from, a more engaged, productive, and loving member of society. Build the nest, the home around you, that makes the best you!