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Library Lusting.

Ok, so this room isn’t 100% my perfectly brewed cup of tea, but it is important to highlight the qualities and characteristics of different spaces.  This week’s selection is definitely of the old, almost baroque style; heavy, ornate wood, lots of gold and shiny little accents and accouterments, and an overall density and stout robustness that screams quality craftsmanship.  So it’s a solid room, to say the least, reminiscent of the smoking/card playing rooms that appear in the classic movies.  And hey, it’s chock full of books and a sweet spiral staircase.  It doesn’t get much better than that.  Let the daydreams commence.

Library Lusting.

This week’s space is somewhat of a cross between Library Lusting and SnowPorn; we have all of the wintry goodness of one, coupled with the literary beauty of the other.  This room is a neat little mix of rugged, rustic charm, with just enough of each element to keep it minimal and yet still comfortable at the same time.  That’s a hard combination to achieve.  And c’mon…snow, a stout little potbelly stove, and books just go together like peanut butter and jelly.  Give me a hot cup of coffee and I’m set.  Let the daydreams commence.

Storytime Saturday, featuring an excerpt from an as yet nameless tale.

Take a gander, if you’d like, and let me know what you think.  Happy weekend; stay creative.

He rode slowly and haughtily toward the beast; his approach was strewn with pride at felling such a mighty animal. The others rode the clearing, picking off the last of the exhausted herd, and he reached the animal as it writhed its last frenetic movements. The beast lay dying, an arrow through its chest, drawing its last breaths. He watched the king dismount and walk toward him with knife drawn. His last view consisted of the king, knife in hand, approaching him and drawing the glistening blade across his neck, thus finishing the job. The hunt was over, and the men cheered with pride at their success.

The camp was ripe with the talk of the day; bold stories intermixed with tall fables resounded over the group, and each man enjoyed his share of the well cooked venison. The fires simmered and the king made his rounds with the men, hearing each man’s tale with a warm smile and a ready ear.  

Library Lusting.

Sometimes you just crave comfort; the ability to sit back, kick the feet up, and just chill.  This week’s space is that kind of place.  It’s got that quiet, subdued, organic, laid back vibe that would mesh well with sunny afternoons, dreary rainy days, and every day in between.  It’s got just enough rough hewn elements to give it some edge, and just enough comfort tones to make you want to dive right in.  The tidy little book collection doesn’t hurt either.  Let the daydreams commence. 




Library Lusting.

Sometimes, many different flavors can combine to create one larger, greater concoction.  Such is the case with this week’s space.  This room is somewhat of a gumbo; many varied elements and premises all tossed carefully and creatively into one large stew pot.  We’ve got some comfort elements (plush chairs and a sofa) for maxing and relaxing, a studious little nook (a great little desk and window pairing) for taking care of business, a fireplace for a little heat and crackle, and a mass of books so large that this room could double as the east wing of your local library.  It has it all, and it just works.  This is without a doubt a book lover’s room.  Let the daydreams commence.

Library Lusting.

What elements constitute a legendary home library?  A few books?  A handful of bookshelves? Some unique architectural elements that most folks can only dream of?  Some home setups have all of the above, and then some.  This week’s pick is that sort; a truly immense space, stacked to the rafters full of books, a space reminiscent of a true library rather than one tucked away in a home.  One would definitely have to up one’s book acquisition game in order to fill the gang of space on those shelves!  Let the daydreams commence. 

Storytime Saturday, featuring an excerpt from an upcoming untitled piece.

Read on if you'd like; if so, thank you for taking the time to do so. Best of days to all.

The bus veered around a series of winding corners, and they slowly and methodically snaked their way deep into the trees. He surprisingly managed to drift in and out of sleep periodically with each bump and sway of the ancient machine as it rocked him to sleep. The old driver tamed the turns like a seasoned pro, and managed to swerve deftly around each craggy bend; any driver with normal nerves would surely not have attempted that type of road with the type of speed that this guy was able to conjure up. It was actually quite a shock that the old scrap heap was able to generate any speed at all, he mused. One look at that thing and you’d think it must’ve been George Washington’s motor coach. That fucker had to have been at Valley Forge. A good jolt jarred him from his sleep, and he sat up wide-eyed in the seat. He gave a quick, slumber induced glance around the bus in order to get his bearings, and noticed that her eyes had closed and her head was tilted back against the seat. Her head shifted gently from side to side with each curve of the road, and she looked so peaceful like that, he thought, her head dancing along with the movement of the bus. The breeze forced its way in and caught fragile tufts of her hair in its grasp, and sent it flying rapidly in front of her face. She was beautiful.

Library Lusting.

Great libraries generally ignite an interest in reading. As a side effect, they should also compel one to relax and unwind. A great theme of home libraries is just that; a marriage of those two concepts, visually appealing, and structurally useful. This week's selection has a sublime mix of simplicity and sophistication with its industrial elements and expansive windows. Its crafty little details just scream comfort, and the ladder? C'mon. That's just awesome. This is most certainly a book lover's room. Let the daydreams commence.

Story Time Saturday – Random story excerpts.

Just a random excerpt from an as yet untitled story. Kick back and enjoy, and thank you for reading.

The phone's ringing jarred him unpleasantly from his daydreams, and he carelessly decided against answering it. His thoughts were much more interesting than any words on the other end of the line. He looked over his shoulder at her, and watched as her hair fell gently over her eyes, and he longingly watched as she guided the strands softly behind her ear. He drank the image of her in like water, and silently admired her beauty. She was the stuff of his daydreams, and he watched her fingers delicately glide across the keys on her keyboard, beautiful hands that were very much a major player in his thoughts. Her eyes were so welcoming…the kind that you want to lose yourself in. The kind that make you want to say “to hell with the world”, and remain in forever. They were a world in themselves, a secret refuge. She caught him staring at her at that moment, and flashed him the loveliest of smiles, so inviting, so genuine, a smile that opened the door to her own secret world.