I love inspecting other people’s bookshelves. They occupy this funny space between something private and something on display. It almost feels like spying—but is it?I took this picture of my current bookshelves this morning, with the intention of posting it here. I thought it would be easy—take a picture, post it, done—but I found myself wavering, wanting to edit it for the camera, remove some books and display others more prominently, show off some aspects of my reading life while downplaying others.Finally, I just took the picture without changing anything. This is what’s on my shelf. More books cycle in and out of my house than I can keep track of, but these are the ones that have earned at least a temporary stay of execution from the used book store where most of my reading material ends up.