Some book rearranging

As you can see, I moved my books around last night and decided to put all of my Persephone books together.

The ones on the left are the ones that I have read, and the ones on the right are TBRP (that's a "to-be-read-Persephone"). Frustratingly I had more than I thought (how can it be frustrating to own too many Persephones); I thought I'd fitted them all onto one shelf, but you might spot the Persephone life of Elizabeth Taylor on the next shelf down, and you might spot Miss Pettigrew in the picture below. On the other hand, maybe I should just buy some more Persephones to fill up another whole shelf?!
(apologies for the fact that the picture is out of focus, I took it last night and only realised when I uploaded it - I'll replace it later)

Anyway, it leaves the TBRBC in much better shape :) I know that gives me the potential to expand (!) but as you can see I'm going to need to move the books down as I am rapidly filling up the space in my sequence of fiction books...

Reading-wise, as opposed to merely books and rearrangement of such, I read Home by Penelope Mortimer last night. As you may have guessed from yesterday's Teaser, it turned out to be a book about a woman who had recently been left by her husband. At that point in the book, she and her son had visited her husband's flat and removed all of the furniture. As usual with Mortimer, the book was more about relationships than plot. Although I don't think it was as good as My friend says its bullet proof or The pumpkin eater, I think I mainly didn't enjoy it as I've been reading a lot of this sort of fiction recently, and maybe I'm a bit jaded. In fact, I'm feeling a bit jaded with reading - maybe its post-holiday blues, maybe it's the fact I'm REALLY fed up with the fact that I feel like I am never (well, almost never) able to go out anywhere as I have so little energy and so much pain/discomfort, and maybe it's the fact that I have to read in the evenings at the moment as my boyfriend is watching the Tour De France.

Anyway, I intend to go to the library at lunchtime (books to return if nothing else), and try to find something DIFFERENT. Moan over. If not, I'll maybe watch a DVD on my laptop tonight - I still haven't seen The reader (missed several outings due to aforementioned poorliness), and I've been wanting to watch the film of Up the junction too for a while. We've also got the Class on loan from work (again, missed at the cinema) or there is always my lovely Lost and Found DVD.