If you were to ever invite me into your home, and you have books around, I am very likely to deduce something about your personality from the books you keep, read, use as art (don’t you do that? I do.), leave out on tables or hide in places only you can find them.
Just to be fair, I will give you a peek into a few of my many books. I find it fascinating, even if incredibly obvious, how clearly I am represented here. To know my books is to know me. All facets of my life can be found on just two shelves. You can see I am parent of sons, divorced, a corporate communicator, a reader of good lit and trash lit and chick lit, have something to do with adoption and perhaps read a bit too much self help/psychology stuff.
See any you can recognize? Click on the photo for a larger version.