You were going to be my life

For the hell of it, since I had to pack them all anyway, I decided to catalogue the books I had acquired while living with rushthatspeaks and gaudior, i.e., between the first of October and today. Alphabetized because I had to pack them out of order of acquisition, editions not specified in most cases because it's too much work right now. Contributor's copies linked because even writers who are moving house should support their editors and fellow writers. Obviously this says nothing about library books or books otherwise borrowed, but I never keep track of this sort of thing and I was curious. Some of these I have written about, most I haven't. Shout out if you want to know anything. A hundred and twelve books is only slightly more than a hundred and ten.

( Got to ease my aching head. )

I am deeply depressed by the quantity of clothes I seem to own, though. It's a lot less convenient than I thought.