That sums me up, really.

[apocalypsos]

I have an entire shelf devoted to my disaster books.

Granted, right now there's only ten books on there. I let a co-worker borrow my book on the Cocoanut Grove fire and never got it back, I need to get new copies of Alive and A Night To Remember because I long ago lost my copies of them (actually, I think I may have read my third copy of Alive until it fell apart, much like I did with two previous copies), I let another co-worker borrow The Circus Fire but I need a newer copy anyway, and there's a bunch of other books I've got to get my hands like stuff on the Iriquois Theater fire and Eastland and I don't have anything on September 11th, Katrina or the tsunami, so. *shrugs* Oh, and also I ordered a book on the Texas City explosion.

But right now what I have on the shelf is:

Krakatoa
The Children's Blizzard (Just got these and haven't had a chance to read them yet)
To Sleep With The Angels
Hiroshima
Day of Infamy
The Johnstown Flood
Curse of the Narrows
Triangle
Lusitania: An Epic Tragedy
Isaac's Storm

I may have the most depressing reading list of anybody I know. Heh.

For the record, I keep Lucifer's Hammer, Swan Song, and The Stand on a different but adjacent shelf, just 'cause. I'm a bit morbid, I think.

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[fufaraw]

There are two early Alastair MacLeans I keep: I read South by Java Head every winter when I'm freezing--puts me in hot country. And HMS Ulysses I save for August, when I'm dying of the heat--puts me in the North Atlantic in winter. Both are disaster reading.