It has gone by many names. The Wall of Words. Literary Jenga. The Book Shrine, where pacts are sworn, dark knowledge gleaned and murder most foul committed across yellowing, well-worn pages. Virgins might even be sacrificed before it (depending on how successful a night out it has been). In short, it is an acting bookcase featuring an eclectic collection of reads, from classic horror and young adult lit to high fantasy, weird tales and some of the best contemporary writing belonging to our genre.
It goes without saying that our books speak volumes about the kinds of people we are, but to see a person’s private collection is a beautiful thing, I think. Are you a bedside reader? What does your bookcase say about you?