Even before my World Fantasy Award duties began our three bedroom townhouse was hardly coping with the number of books we were buying. Now, we've reached the tipping point and the random piles are just too... random. 

The first answer was to stack books against a wall but now I've started a cull some of our books. The first cut wasn't too hard because I began with old non fiction books that I was keeping out of habit - random works from the 1970s and '80s. That hardly made a dent though and now I have to get a bit meaner.

Of course, it was all made a bit more special when on the weekend my daughter looked at one of the random piles of books and announced: "You and Katie live in a library."