Here’s Irena Raseta’s small contribution:
Tag: Books
Chester
Book Cases Seven
Loft Library H to M & M to S
Loft Library A to D
Loft Library C to G

Here’s a random shot of my loft library and you’ve got Cherryh to Gemmel, or rather Graves (there are a few none SFF books scattered through here). Seeing this I’m reminded of past reading joys, like the Philip Jose Farmer’s Riverworld books, the easy reading of Alan Dean Foster and the sadly missed David Gemmel. In fact every book here has been a reading pleasure. Books don’t get to stay on my shelves if they’re just mediocre. I’m guessing Bob Lock will quite like these shelves, as will Gary Gibson (not sure where I’ve put Stealing Light, Gary, but it will end up there). Nor do the numerous titles missing here that I read from the library.
I haven’t put every picture up because there’s loads of them, and I thought it might be fun to let you suggest a writer, then I’ll find the picture that covers that writer’s portion of the alphabet…
Book Cases Five
Here then is the collection of Kirby Ubben, who for some time has been threatening to bring his collection of my books over to England for signing, but now cannot afford the excess baggage charge. Interesting to see that he’s managed to obtain some books I thought virtually unobtainable. Nice one Kirby!
Book Cases Four

Here’s some seriously cool ones that make me very jealous. How lovely it would be to have that kind of space for book cases … well, I do, but have to climb up a ladder into the loft to get to them.
These belong to Petr Kotrle who is the Czech translator of my books. And in that respect he must be doing a good job since The Skinner won the Salamander there (an Academy Award) and Gridlinked was shortlisted.
Book Cases Three
Here’s a couple more for jealous appraisal. The first belongs to Mark Chitty and the second belongs to packrat54. Oh and, additionally, you can find Bob Lock’s one here.
Book Cases Two
Here have two book cases of ‘Afront’s’ collection, thoough there’s more over here on his blog. I have to say I’d be quite happy ensconced in an armchair next to that lot for a month or two.














