This Writing Life
Writer and psychologist.
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For a long time, I’d watch those silly programmes where people buy, sell, redecorate and/or build houses, always wondering where they kept their books.
And then I realised.
I don’t watch those silly programmes any more.
It’s actually one of my goals to have a wall of books with one of those ladders. And the words of Ozymandias running along the top of the wall. It’d be so… cooooooool…
Christ, Tim, I thought being in Thailand might save you from Changing Rooms (or whatever that Carol Smiley program was called).
Apparently, Scott Pack has got a staircase somewhere in his house where each riser opens to reveal a load of books. Fantastic!
Aliya, you and me both. Of course, it runs the risk of your butler/assistant/amanuensis pulling the ladder away suddenly in a moment of miscommunication (like Otis does to Lex Luthor in Superman).
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