Geraldine Coleshares said to tell you hi.

[constance]

There's a nice interview with Dave Eggers in this week's Onion A/V Club, and I read the article with interest, because I have an ongoing grudging fascination for the man and his oeuvre. (And by this I mean that as much as he may annoy me, I frequently think, I as read about his latest undertakings, Man, I wish I'd thought of that first.)

Where was I? Reading, with interest. Yeah, I read with interest, but I am a little ashamed to say that this was my prevailing mood throughout the reading: hahahahaa Dave Eggers looks older than me.

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Book sale today! I haven't been to one in a few years, and today, in manner of Fred Flintstone, I was out the office door as soon as the shift whistle rang, racing across town in my stone-wheeled car to make the last hour of the first day. Man, it all came back to me as soon as I pulled into the park: the musty old Agricultural warehouses, bare lights and concrete floors and elderly volunteers who can barely tote the fresh boxes out onto the floor, the long lines of people scuffing boxes of books across the floor in front of them, endless rows of tables of utter crap (the 1967 chemistry textbook, seventeen copies of The Bridges of Madison County), interspersed with stuff that I have to have and it only costs seventy-five cents OMG! My friend L. and I whipped through in half an hour or so and still managed hefty hauls, and so I count it a good day's work.

In the interests of accurate accounting, I present a list of purchases for your edification, under a cut because I hear that not everyone considers staring at other people's bookshelves to be a vocation of sorts.



Owl at Home by Arnold Lobel (hey, it's in hardcover!)
Through a Glass Darkly by Karleen Koen, which, along with the works of Dodie Smith and Jane Austen, I can't pass up without buying no matter how many copies I already own. (Shoutout to Laurel: want this copy?)
The Bullfighter Checks Her Makeup by Susan Orlean
Atonement by Ian McEwan
Shade by Neil Jordan
Story Time by Edward Bloor
Goodbye without Leaving by Laurie Colwin
Bel Canto by Ann Patchett
The Palm at the End of the Mind by Wallace Stevens
The Love Poems of Ovid by, er, Ovid
In a Sunburned Country by Bill Bryson
A Sea of Words by Dean King
Heir to the Glimmering World by Cynthia Ozick
Blink by Malcolm Gladwell
Dog Is My Co-Pilot by the editors of The Bark
Hide and Seek by Wilkie Collins
Woman: an Intimate Geography by Natalie Angier

Comments

[violetisblue.livejournal.com]

I love Goodbye Without Leaving--I perked up the second I saw Geraldine's name. :-)

[tofty.livejournal.com]

I love all of Laurie Colwin, but Geraldine has a special place in my heart. How could I pass up the chance to own her in hardcover?

[laurelwood.livejournal.com]

I'd be thrilled to have it, especially since I checked my library doesn't have it! (But does that leave you with enough copies? :) )

I can send you a book in exchange- something wacky and antique from The English Professor's Basement of Doom!

[tofty.livejournal.com]

Oooh, I think a book exchange is a lovely idea! :D:D:D

By the way, there were copies of Princess Daisy there! You don't know how tempted I was to buy one--but I resisted. Mainly because my friend L would have thought I was crazy.

[kickthebeat.livejournal.com]

Princess Daisy, by Judith Krantz?! Man, Cammy, I own that book; I had to leave it behind when I left NY and I MISS IT AN INSANE AMOUNT. For reals; I used to read it multiple times a year.

[tofty.livejournal.com]

AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH KERI

Laurel and I were talking about this the other day, that Princess Daisy was our favorite multiple-read trashy novel!

[kickthebeat.livejournal.com]

Oh geez. :"> :"> I could not HELP IT! The Fabrege eggs and animals! The beautiful actress mother who ran away with her babies! The gorgeous passionate polo player that was seduced when he was fifteen! *swoons*

(That, by the way, is the person I want to be one day; a red-haired woman in a chalet, seducing the beautiful local boys on a couch with rose damask covering.)

Daisy wore sailor pants and pigtails and an old Yankees jacket! She was beautiful and artsy and brave and probably the biggest Mary Sue of all time! She let her half-brother asdhfkjasdhfkj OH MAN. KIKI. BEST GIRL EVER. HER HUSBAND WAS JEWISH AND PLAYED HARD TO GET AND LIKED MORNING ARMPIT.

You have no idea how many times I have read that book. No idea. In fact, I am looking for a used copy on amazon.com now. Hopefully it will have the old cover with beautiful blonde DAISY on the cover!

[tofty.livejournal.com]

God, I had forgotten all about Kiki and Luke! I had huge crushes on them both. If I ever meet Luke in real life, I will have to marry him. Except that he would not have me. He is a dandy! Those French cuffs!

I also had a huge crush on Daisy's dog. Remember him, the Lurcher? The sneak thief? I wanted him bad. I wonder if I could get one now?

And Annabelle! And all that fashion, lovingly detailed! (eeeee lettuce-green satin and corduroy pantsuit! eeeee paper dresses!)

Oh, man, I am so tempted to go back to that booksale and buy a copy.

[coco-palmolive.livejournal.com]

... in manner of Fred Flintstone, I was out the office door as soon as the shift whistle rang, racing across town in my stone-wheeled car to make the last hour of the first day ...

Damn it, Cam, I am surely glad to have you back on livejournal, I have been thinking today. Your writing fills me with delight and envy.

I was pleased today that when I opened the gmail announcing your comment on my (thankfully brief) desire for NSync pop slash, all of the ads in the margins were about Britney Spears, even though the only mention of her was the word "Federline."

[tofty.livejournal.com]

Hhahahahahahahahaaa I guess that is what you call a mixed message that I sent to you.