My Bookman and I celebrated 17 years of wedded bookish bliss yesterday. Our celebrations actually extended over three days as we both took Friday off. Our celebrations included the four cornerstones of our successful marriage: books, ballroom dancing, food and of course, love.
We took a trip to Half Price Books on Saturday. I was only looking for the next Slaves of Golconda book, but somehow I managed to walk out with four books:
- Sexing the Cherry by Jeanette Winterson. This is the next Slaves read. Discussion is set for January 31st so if you’d like to join in you have plenty of time to get yourself a copy, enjoy the holidays and still read the book.
- Sartor Resartus by Thomas Carlyle. This will be on hand when I decide to dive in and see what Emerson’s friend is all about.
- Thinks… by David Lodge. I have never read Lodge before but have wanted to. Earlier in the day before our trip to the bookstore we heard him talking on NPR. So when this book turned up on the clearance shelf, well, we were primed to buy.
- Only Revolutions by Mark Danielewski. I have yet to read House of Leaves but I expect to like it so it is good to have this book on hand too.
Those aren’t my only recent acquisitions. Week before last we found ourselves browsing at Barnes and Noble while sharing a soy mocha. We had a 15% off one item coupon so picked up a copy of an already discounted Death With Interruptions by Jose Saramago. It was practically free so it had to come home with us!
From Bookmooch has come Wanderlust: A History of Walking by Rebecca Solnit. I really enjoyed A Field Guide to Getting Lost and I am hoping this book might provide me a mental vacation in the middle of winter when I’d like to be elsewhere but am frozen in.
A gift from the author, a copy of The Last Free Cat by Jon Blake. It is a young adult book I plan to reward myself with after finishing my midterm this week.
And finally, Toward a Recognition of Androgyny by Carolyn G. Heilbrun. This book I found on lunchroom “library” shelf at work last week. I haven’t looked at the shelves in ages because I stocked it with most of its books. But last week I was caught at lunch in an empty lunchroom without a book. I spied this book immediately and snatched it up. I love Heilbrun and I confess that I will not be returning this book to the lunchroom library. Sometimes a girl just has to be bad.