Up here in Vermont, Memorial Day weekend is the kick-off to sale season–yard sales, book sales, plant sales, tent sales. And cookouts. And fairs. And festivals of all kinds. And monster truck rallies. And lawnmower races.
But this post is not about all of those things.
It’s only about book sales. Specifically the one I made sure to get to early Friday morning–our small-town library’s annual book and plant sale. Usually I go to get some books for the kids and support our library, but this year I came home with books for the grownups (that’s me and David, in case you were wondering ;)). Someone had donated a ton of urban fantasy paperbacks to the sale this year and I found two books that have been on my wishlist for a while–Amanda Downum’s The Drowning City and Norse Code by Greg Van Eekhout. Also picked up Snow Crash for David (he’s been making noises about trying Stephenson for a while now); a book with pretty pictures that I bought solely to cut up for collages; and a hardcover called The Taj Mahal, to refresh my memory about the Mughals, and hopefully give me more cultural details about the era (unfortunately, history in my school days was long on the details of foreign and economic policy and short on things like costume, art, architecture, you know, the fun stuff). Also, um, a few others. And two plants.
My literary finds, plus all the books I got for my birthday, make me a very gleeful bibliophile. Long live library sales!
Found anything cool in unexpected places recently?