
The Wife has watched two different productions of
Persuasion this week -- the recent BBC miniseries (rerun on some channel), and the mid-90s movie -- and so she asked me to get her a copy of the book to read. Since she's interested in reading a book only about once every seven years these days, I went out of my way to help her -- first checking my own shelves (to no luck: I have a
Sense and Sensibility and a
Mansfield Park, and possibly a
Northanger Abbey half-lost somewhere) and then searching the shelves on the usual library trip this afternoon (also to no luck).
So I finally just ran out to the local Borders after dinner to buy the thing -- it's available in several paperback editions for cheap, and I got the
Penguin Classics
-- but ended up coming home with a few books for myself as well. (Isn't that always the way?)
The first thing I found was a two-year old Peter Robinson novel,
Friend of the Devil
, near the front among the remainders. I still haven't read the previous book in this series --
Piece of My Heart
, on my shelves somewhere -- and this one has the tagline "a novel of suspense" on the cover, which is generally a red flag to me. But I've liked the Alan Banks novels quite a bit -- particularly the late '90/early aughts books -- so I was willing to pay a remainder price to have this on my shelves (and, I hope, read someday). (
I reviewed an early book in this series,
The Hanging Valley, back in 2007, but my other readings in this series all predate this blog.)

Then I wandered over to the comics section -- they tend to call it "cartoons" in a bookstore, and shackle it to humor, to keep it distinct from the "graphic novels" and "manga" sections across the store, similarly shackled together, but I have hopes that some day the lands of comics will be united in book-store commerce -- to find the new
Pearls Before Swine treasury edition,
Pearls Sells Out
, by Stephan Pastis as always. I've stopped buying as many reprint books of newspaper strips over the past few years -- partly because the strips are all up online, partly due to ever-shrinking shelf space, and partly due to worldweariness -- but I'll keep buying Pastis's treasuries as long as he keeps including a lot of commentary and other ancillaries in them.

And then I did a search to see where
Sexually, I'm More of a Switzerland
would be...and that sent me right back to humor, where I just was.
Sexually is the second collection of personal ads from the
London Review of Books, edited, like the first one (
They Call Me Naughty Lola) was, by David Rose. I found the first book a lot of fun, and so I was willing to actually pay money for this one!
(And I also picked up a copy of Roald Dahl's
Fantastic Mr. Fox
earlier in the day, during the library visit I alluded to above. I've read several Dahl books -- and still have
The Witches
and
Over to You
and possibly his complete stories somewhere in the unread shelves -- but I liked the movie, and this book is so short I can whip through it in half a day next week. So I will.)
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Gram Rabbit - American Hookersvia FoxyTunes
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