Hey! Fun! This is post #3223.
Another book-title juxtaposition I set up at work:
And some other books donated to the thrift store.
A cool thing about my job is that sometimes I'm reminded of books I've totally forgotten. I read the Gor series in tenth grade and have not thought of them since.
(When I first saw this title, I thought it was Transman of Gor.)
I love seeing heavily used books stuffed with ephemera. Usually that's cookbooks. I wonder why someone got rid of a Bible they used so well... Maybe they died?
After work, books I've brought home on my back porch. I usually am reading several books at once, unless I get caught by one and power through.
I bring home lots of books, and take most of them right back the next day. The Storied Life of A.J. Fikry, for instance, is about a bookseller but turns out to be like one of those "Make-Cute Titles with Unexpected Food Combinations!" confections.
I dislike those books. (I'd written I "hate" them, but that's putting it too strongly. Still, I sort of resent them, like cotton candy on a bus seat.)
Susan Hill most famously wrote the ghost story The Woman in Black. The Shadows in the Street is one is one of her detective Simon Serrailler mysteries, which I'd never read before. I don't usually like mysteries, but so far this one's OK--reminds me a bit of Kate Atkinson, whose Jackson Brodie detective stories I enjoy.
Alan Lomax's The Land Where the Blues Began is for Mz, who is teaching herself the harmonica (she can bend notes now)--but I will read it too--glancing at some interviews, I was reminded of a couple of black coworkers who have roots in Mississippi.
Another book-title juxtaposition I set up at work:
And some other books donated to the thrift store.
I love old pulp sci-fi book covers.
(When I first saw this title, I thought it was Transman of Gor.)
I love seeing heavily used books stuffed with ephemera. Usually that's cookbooks. I wonder why someone got rid of a Bible they used so well... Maybe they died?
After work, books I've brought home on my back porch. I usually am reading several books at once, unless I get caught by one and power through.
I dislike those books. (I'd written I "hate" them, but that's putting it too strongly. Still, I sort of resent them, like cotton candy on a bus seat.)
Susan Hill most famously wrote the ghost story The Woman in Black. The Shadows in the Street is one is one of her detective Simon Serrailler mysteries, which I'd never read before. I don't usually like mysteries, but so far this one's OK--reminds me a bit of Kate Atkinson, whose Jackson Brodie detective stories I enjoy.
Alan Lomax's The Land Where the Blues Began is for Mz, who is teaching herself the harmonica (she can bend notes now)--but I will read it too--glancing at some interviews, I was reminded of a couple of black coworkers who have roots in Mississippi.
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