I often wonder whether to keep Sunday Confessions going but owning up does help me start the week with a clean book buying slate, a sort of purging, a regular weekly biblioholic irrigation, so needs must.
I did actually do a rare and unusual thing this week and bought some books in W.H.Smith's because he used to attend school in Tavistock (there's a blue plaque to prove it) and because I wanted them yesterday as it were. Suddenly I couldn't wait a minute longer to start reading The Observations by Jane Harris, not a minute longer. The need reached a crescendo through my morning baby clinic for some reason, so I ushered the last little person out of the door, left the toys all over the floor for the district nurses to trip over as they came in for their sandwiches and leg ulcer discussions, and dashed down to town in my lunch break.
I do this hand money over the counter for books thing so rarely nowadays since The Book Depository fairy has her sat.nav. permanently set to our house so I was a bit shocked to pay £19 + for three books even given the buy one get one half price offer.
"Surely not" I said.
"Surely yes" said the little girl behind the till.
When I said I'd be back on the internet for my next batch she said "oh is it cheaper then?" so clearly WHS keep their staff locked away in a back room.
I gave her a quick lesson on internet book buying and she looked deeply shocked possibly about to cry, as if I'd just told her Father Christmas wasn't real or something...which of course I wouldn't have done because he is.
More Orange shortlist reading with Digging to America by Anne Tyler and Sovereign by C.J.Sansom came in with that batch too. If I could get hold of Dissolution I'd be able to make inroads into Shardlake et al which I'm desperate to start and perhaps continue into holiday reading.
A parcel from Marion Boyars and Chocolate & Zucchini by Clotilde Dusoulier which is a blog - turned - book - turned - mouth - watering gathering of beautiful pictures and drooly recipes which makes you want to go and live in France because it all looks so clean and tidy and civilized and chocolatey and they have lovely handwriting. Also from Catheryn at MB The Devil in the Flesh by Raymond Radiguet. French, died at 20 of typhoid but managed this fine and delicate adolescent love story before he succumbed.Perhaps it's not so clean in France after all?
A copy of Rant by Chuck Palahniuk (am I saying that right? Palarneyuck?) arrived from the publishers and here we will be in virgin territory, I'm new to Chucky so we'll see what happens.I don't know the first thing about him but I expect I will soon.
Finally as you know I can't bear not to read a book if Adele Geras recommends it, they never fail.We must be tuned into the same reading frequency or something, so Shame by Karen Alvtegen has arrived and looks suitably thrillery, snowy and Nordically inclined as to be right up my bobsleigh run.
Talking of Marion Boyars, blogs, Adele Geras and books per se, take a look here.Yes a dgr Sunday Confessions pic has made it onto a book cover and I think we may get a mention inside too.
Excuse me while I just push David Bailey out of the way.