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Apr. 18th, 2010 06:56 pmA couple of friends and I descended on Lifeline Bookfair during its closing hour. I managed to score 8 timetravel/timeslip/alternate history books to add to my little pile.
I know I don't actually have to read every one that's ever existed, but I don't see why I shouldn't keep a few (or even a few dozen) to work through over the next little while. The universe is conspiring in my favour in this respect. Twice friends have given me discards from collections (before they knew I was developing an interest) and now I've got a bunch more. Three times. No, four times. I keep forgetting books! Soon my collection of disjointed time books and historical fantasy and related will rival my books featuring Robin Hood or Arthur. What's particularly cool is that today's finds included Jack Finney's Time and Again.
It was strange, that last hour at Lifeline. People were walking out with big bags of books because of the price and I fully expected there to be nothing of interest. Despite this, I found a good study of the Pelerinage de Charlemagne, some sheet music (late 19th century to 1930s), a few books that would these days be called young adult but that were once called 'children's' (that 'tween age) and a vast amount of older science fiction. Some extraordinary works. All out of print. All hard to find. Passed over by three days of ardent booklovers.
I've carefully sorted the books. A lot of the books I bought are ones I already know and love and are already stacked on my sorting shelves. I have my time/history stack and my light reading stack in my loungeroom for my immediate joy. There are two top books on my light reading stack: ER Eddison's The Mezentian Gate and Lorna Hill's A Dream of Sadler's Wells. I wanted something familiar for this week - which looks as if it might be hard work - and both these books are very comfortable and make me feel the world is safe. My previous book was Sharratt's historical novel about Lancashire witch trials. I might be writing an article on that one: I have my thinking hat on.
If you'll please excuse me, I have just half an hour before Dr Who. My books beckon.
I know I don't actually have to read every one that's ever existed, but I don't see why I shouldn't keep a few (or even a few dozen) to work through over the next little while. The universe is conspiring in my favour in this respect. Twice friends have given me discards from collections (before they knew I was developing an interest) and now I've got a bunch more. Three times. No, four times. I keep forgetting books! Soon my collection of disjointed time books and historical fantasy and related will rival my books featuring Robin Hood or Arthur. What's particularly cool is that today's finds included Jack Finney's Time and Again.
It was strange, that last hour at Lifeline. People were walking out with big bags of books because of the price and I fully expected there to be nothing of interest. Despite this, I found a good study of the Pelerinage de Charlemagne, some sheet music (late 19th century to 1930s), a few books that would these days be called young adult but that were once called 'children's' (that 'tween age) and a vast amount of older science fiction. Some extraordinary works. All out of print. All hard to find. Passed over by three days of ardent booklovers.
I've carefully sorted the books. A lot of the books I bought are ones I already know and love and are already stacked on my sorting shelves. I have my time/history stack and my light reading stack in my loungeroom for my immediate joy. There are two top books on my light reading stack: ER Eddison's The Mezentian Gate and Lorna Hill's A Dream of Sadler's Wells. I wanted something familiar for this week - which looks as if it might be hard work - and both these books are very comfortable and make me feel the world is safe. My previous book was Sharratt's historical novel about Lancashire witch trials. I might be writing an article on that one: I have my thinking hat on.
If you'll please excuse me, I have just half an hour before Dr Who. My books beckon.