I love looking at other people's bookshelves. I'm not entirely sure what the draw is--finding new books, discovering what someone else reads, seeing what books we have in common. I love spying on bookshelves for all those reasons.
As a pet sitter, I've visited a lot of different houses. It is amazing to me how uniquely we all live--how each person's home is a reflection of them. This difference is always apparent in the bookshelf. I can't stop myself from glancing at a client's bookshelf. I'm not some crazy person who goes though the homes of my clients--I won't go into back rooms searching for books, but if the bookshelf is out in one of the main rooms, I always look.
Part of it is that I believe the books a person owns says a lot about who they are. And this fascinates me. It also makes me think about my own bookshelf--and how what is on it illuminates my own desires, interests and passions.
My own bookshelf is a very good representation of me. There is a large about of fiction--mostly classics, YA and horror (most of the horror belongs to Husband). Some non-fiction--humorous non-fict, history, law, homebrewing and cooking. There are a few coffee table books, all that deal with either art, seashells or cats. I stare at the bookshelves and think--yep, that's me.
What do your bookshelves say about you?