We are in Nashville. I have been buying books.
(You like reading lists of purchases, right?)
Stuff I bought for the usual reasons:
Red Unicorn, Tanith Lee
The Homeward Bounders, Diana Wynne Jones
Thomas the Rhymer, Ellen Kushner
The Godmother, Elizabeth Ann Scarborough
Liavek, ed. Will Shetterly and Emma Bull
The Dolphins of Altair, Margaret St. Clair
The Demon Ororon 3, Hakase Mizuku
Legal Drug 1, CLAMP
Saiyuki Reload 2, Kazuya Minekura (FINALLY)
Stuff I bought that I’ve read before but don’t own:
Ethan of Athos, Lois McMaster Bujold
Fruits Basket 1, Natsuki Takaya
Stuff I bought that I’ve read before *and* already own, but they were cheap and smaller than my present copies, so:
Mairelon the Magician, Patricia C. Wrede
Sorcery and Cecilia, Patricia C. Wrede and Caroline Stevermer
(I also seriously considered buying second copies of a couple of Teresa Edgerton books, but after duly considering the weight of my pile, decided against it.)
This is probably my slashiest book-purchasing-spree ever. The manga all have shounen-ai going on, Ethan of Athos is, of course, The Fluffy Slash Planet book, and though I know nothing about this particular book, I have certain *expectations* of Ellen Kushner.
I wonder if Hakkai’s getting kind of tired of hanging around in large, flat spaces containing varying quantities of human remains. This is what, the third time for him? The others have kept it down to two, but Hakkai’s managed to be present for all three crazy death-field incidents; he’s the only one to end up in *both* hypnosis-induced alternate realities. It’s becoming kind of a problem.
I opened Ethan of Athos to three random pages, and Cee was angsting on, precisely, one of them. This is about right, I think.
The Dolphins of Altair is probably going to be the most awesome book ever. Consider this line of the back cover synopsis: “The dolphins had to find allies and strike back.”
DOLPHINS STRIKING BACK.