My House. My Museum.

It's Sunday evening, I'm about to go watch Dexter, and I thought it'd be a nice way to spend a blog post by showing you a few pics of the glorious junk I have in my house.

First of all, this is a cat (Pooper) who has just discovered that the small sitting room has been housing a rather large snake for the past few weeks, while Laura and her sister try to figure out what to do with it. Pooper, as you can see, is quite wary.

It was at this point that I started taking random shots of the room, and a thought occurred to me: "Aha!" this thought said. "I have your new blog post!"

I'll give a proper guided tour of my house at some later stage — probably once my extension is built — but for the moment, here is what greets you when you walk through my front door....

Naturally I have the posters for the movies I've written on prominent display...

... and of course I have what EVERYONE has in their halls: a severed foot in a glass case.

Now then, to the office!

I'm not going to show you the ACTUAL office (the ACTUAL office is really very messy at this moment in time) so I'm going to show you some of the things I have on the shelves. Such as these gentlemen...

Plus a little Evil Dead...

... and some Marvel folk hanging around...

And let us not ignore Star Wars...

... or zombies...

And here, tucked away on their own little shelf, Skulduggery and Vampirella. Just chillin'.

(That Skulduggery is a pretty rare promotional item my German publishers had made... It's not for sale anywhere except MAYBE eBay.)

And now, to the main living room. I'm not gonna show you everything, but this is the room I had designed and rebuilt as a live-in museum. The extension, if I ever get around the designing it, will be built specifically to house this stuff. Because it makes me happy.

And here it is, the suit I love to talk about... as worn by Christopher Reeve.

I do NOT dress up in this. I swear I don't.

Although if someone wanted to photoshop my head onto this mannequin, I would not object.