Category: Books

The day after

I did actually use a fork today to eat my lunch. Improvement all around.

 

I do confess I was pretty taken aback by the email from the our (!) agent. I anticipated a quiet evening of setting up a new computer. (Andrew gets my old one; I get to be the family Vista beta tester.)

 

I was taken aback because the first email on my new computer was from the our (!) agent.

It was downhill after that. Because clearly, I did not:

  • Call my own mother (!)

  • Call my sister (!)

  • Email Marianne (!)

I. Am. Remiss. Forgive me. Last night was swimming and football. Andrew has words of  wisdom on the importance of wearing a cup, but I’ll save those for later.

 

Yesterday, I discovered a SASE with a rejection in it in the mailbox. I found this highly entertaining.

 

Today, I found out one of my tech writing haikus made the short list in the Haiku Buckaroo contest.

 

Marianne and Judy have been working very hard on their new review site: The Long and the Short of It. They have contests and prizes and a grand opening. Visit their sites for more information.

Booking through Thursday: Multiples

Booking Through Thursday

Do you have multiple copies of any of your books?
If so, why? Absent-mindedness? You love them that much? First Editions for the shelf, but paperbacks to read?
If not, why not? Not enough space? Not enough money? Too sensible to do something so foolish?

I do have multiple copies of the same book. I have a Jane Austen compilation with all her novels. Then I have (possibly many) copies of the individual novels. Because the print in that compilation? Pretty tiny.

I have three copies of Anna Karenina. One was from a survey of Russian Lit in college. One was from the Tolstoy class I took senior year–this copy is in Russian, then I have the recent release of it, the “Oprah” version that was a gift.

Gift receiving is also the reason I have two copies of The Lovely Bones, which, slacker that I am, I haven’t read.

I also have a couple copies of War and Peace. I have Pushkin’s works in English and Russian (sensing a trend here), oh, and I also have A Hero of Our Time by Lermontov in English and Russian.

Some of these are from college. I never sold back any of my Russian fiction. Some of them are from the trip I took to Russia in November 1991.