On My Bookshelf, No. 6

I have what builders call a “plant shelf” in my master bedroom.  When my husband and I first moved into our home thirteen years ago, I had no idea what to put on that shelf.  I tried some leftover wedding flowers and random plants, but it didn’t look good at all.  As I began collecting books, because I finally had a place to store them, I realized that they would look good on this plant shelf.


For the next few months, I’m going to share with you the titles of the books that are on this plant shelf, ten at a time.  On it, I keep books that I’ve read and liked more than other books.  (You could even say that most of these are favorites.)  I find their presence there comforting.  I recognize them, even without being able to see the type or the title, from their colors and heights and placement. They are my friends. And sometimes, when I’m feeling particularly lonely or self-pitying, I look up and remember that I have many friends, and all of them wait for me within the books of this shelf.

I have previously posted about my many bookshelves here and here.

Other posts from “On My Bookshelf”:

No. 1

No. 2

No. 3

No. 4

No. 5

Today’s set of ten (not very colorful) books are the following.


Norma Jean: The Life of Marilyn Monroe (1969) by Fred Lawrence Guiles

Baker Towers (2006) by Jennifer Haigh

Mrs. Kimble (2004) by Jennifer Haigh

The House of the Seven Gables (1851) by Nathaniel Hawthorne

The Scarlet Letter (1850) by Nathaniel Hawthorne

Beowulf (circa 8th to 11th century) translated by Seamus Heaney

Stones from the River (1994) by Ursula Hegi

The Sun Also Rises (1926) by Ernest Hemingway

A Farewell to Arms (1929) by Ernest Hemingway

For Whom the Bell Tolls (1940) by Ernest Hemingway

As you can see, there will be more mention of Hemingway next time I post about my bookshelf.  Have you read any of these?