I wrote a very long time ago about books and your significant other and how the two intersect. Tonight, as I was reading The Lover's Diary by David Levithan, I knew I'd have to do another when I came across this quote:
"'I want my books to have their own shelves,' you said, and I knew it would be ok to live together."
From that second on, I knew I'd love the book. I'll post a review soon, but what I want to talk about in this post is whether or not you have or would in the future combine bookcases with a significant other. You guys know I'm married and that I'm totally devoted to Lucas. But. I can't imagine a universe in which we would share bookcases.
I'd go so far as to say I'm ok with sharing everything, with the exception of my books. I even allow Luke to claim partial ownership of my Sly, which I think is very generous, seeing as I've spent more of my life with Sly than with Luke. But I'd never, ever think to say "our" books, even after we've been married for a million years.
Even worse is the thought of combining bookshelves. My books and his, together? No. Luke reads a lot and I totally support his choice of literature, but to go so far as to shelve them with my own? Madness. I seriously feel like our house would break down into anarchy and chaos if we didn't separate our books. Luke's are proudly displayed on a shelf in his office, where no one ever goes. Mine are proudly displayed...everywhere else.
I realize that this makes me sound like an evil person. I sound selfish and like I love my books more than my husband, which is not true at all. I definitely love Luke more than books. I'd rather get rid of my books than Luke, obviously. But I may also rather get rid of my books than combine them and declare joint ownership. And Luke totally gets it, which is why we're in love. We can share everything else, including deodorant, which I think is a pretty gross couple-y thing to share but we've all been desperate at times, right? And he is totally welcome to borrow my books anytime he wants, without asking. As long as he reshelves them on my shelves and not his.
What about you? Have you taken the plunge and combined bookshelves with your significant other?