i can't stop myself from reshelving books alphabetically when i'm in the library. is there a future* in this, do you suppose?

library excursions this week: reread most of the anastasia krupniks, and still trying to read every diana wynne jones before leaving. the score at the moment is twenty-seven read; (i don't count those for very young readers, only novels and short story collections.) the six i haven't are the time of the ghost, a sudden wild magic, deep secret, and the first three books of the dalemark quartet. and the game, which only came out this year (and isn't a series book - i do like the standalones much better) and the library has ordered it, which is imminently sensible of them. right. on and up.

* by which i mean a profitable career. i am chinese, you know, and have unsubtle relatives who have Things to Say.