I was in a bookshop today but they didn't have the book I wanted. So I went to the desk to see if they could order it. While I was waiting I looked at a book on the counter called A Field Guide To Tasmanian Fungi and I thought what a great book to help ID all the species I see about. I wasn't going to buy it, though, until I noticed that I knew one of the authors, who besides being a mycologist, is a keen chess player.
At the #library, I picked up the debut novel by Tommy Orange, an #Oakland-based Native writer.
I couldn’t put it down for 100 pages. It’s like it was written for me: Oakland streets, bikes, Radiohead, MF Doom, the Coliseum, BART, ethnic food, family stuff.
Great networking meeting today at Topping & Company Booksellers in Edinburgh, talking about translating books and selling books. Bought this one at the recommendation of one of the booksellers: Bad Cree by Jessica Johns.
I bought Great North Road by Peter F Hamilton and it's comically large. I knew it was a large book but actually seeing it in person made me laugh. I have three other books next to it and it's larger than all of them stacked together.
"So much of L.A. life is about coming and going, but the readers here inhabit an in-between space where motion has stopped and time is suspended . . . ."
“And in his last look as we drove away, I saw that he was very sorry for me. I was glad to see it. I felt for my old self as the dead may feel if they ever revisit these scenes. I was glad to be tenderly remembered, to be gently pitied, not to be quite forgotten.”