Two Steinbecks and a Twain! And look how handsome they are. I can't believe anyone would even give these up.
(My teapot is making a regular appearance now that the weather is getting chilly . . .)
They look brand new! I haven't even read the first one yet so I'm not really sure what I'm getting myself into by buying all three. But hey, they've been on my radar for a while and the price was right, so. . .
I think I'll wait until winter when I can really settle down for some serious reading in front of the fire. I hope they're good.
Moving on . . .
Okay so, Shogun is for son21 because he was looking for a copy. This one's a discarded library book that was only checked out once five years ago. What? I know! It's barely been opened. Too bad about the label damage, though. Why do library stickers have to be so gluey? Anywhoo, then we have One Day in the Life of Ivan Denisovich by Solzhenitsyn because I just can't keep my hands off those tragic Russians. And Evelyn Waugh! How cool were the 1920s? If I couldn't live during the Jazz Age then reading about it is the next best thing. Decline and Fall is his first book and it's supposed to be quite witty. Then I grabbed a copy of Alice Hoffman's Property Of because I loved her newest book The Dovekeepers, and this being her first book means of course I have to read it too. Then, lastly, there's Rhoda Janzen's Mennonite in a Little Black Dress because it sounds so quirky and funny and who could pass up something like that.
So there it is. A weekend well spent, I'd say.