Was Shadowlands the one with the house? And the kids?
Maybe I'm thinking Elizabeth Hand (whose, BTW, Waking the Moon? I really love. NSM some of her other stuff.)
Yeah, I think you're thinking of Black Light by Elizabeth Hand. I like that one, and Waking the Moon is all sorts of fun.
I haven't read Shadowlands since ... high school? Long enough ago that I don't really remember it. I should pick up a copy the next time I find one at a thrift store.
Ooh, We Can Get Them For You Wholesale is fantastic. Some people I went to school with actually converted it into a short play for one of our directing classes, and apparently getting the rights from Gaiman's people was a big pain, but they sent them the finished script and (from what they say, anyway) Neil Gaiman really liked it. I thought it was very well done.
That's my favorite Gaiman short story.
Foxtrot on A Song of Ice and Fire.
Most of Georgette Heyer's e-books are on sale this week for $1.99 for her birthday. List from Amazon.
Note that Sylvester is not yet listed at the sale price.
Most of Georgette Heyer's e-books are on sale this week for $1.99 for her birthday.
oh, fun! What shall I buy, there's too much to pick from! I got The Black Moth recently, and I have Masqueraders and The Grand Sophy in paperback.
Anyone have suggestions?
Cotillion, Talisman Ring, Frederica
and
False Colors
are some of my faves.
Most of Georgette Heyer's e-books are on sale this week for $1.99 for her birthday.
Oooh. Time to go pick up
These Old Shades,
and maybe
The Talisman Ring.
Ooh, here's something to rile people up:
Overrated:
Authors, critics, and editors on "great books" that aren't all that great.
Dwight Garner, book critic for the New York Times
The book I'll reluctantly fire from my canon is Don Quixote, by Miguel de Cervantes. Every five years or so I pick up Walter Starkie's 1957 translation, which my wife has enthusiastically devoured twice, and, struck by Cervantes' lively and multijointed prose, get a bit excited. In the margins I'll write, "He's the world's first great food writer," underlining a passage on Page One in which he goes on about pigeon, tripe, and salted beef and mutton. Genius! Here's the man who popularized the phrase "the proof's in the pudding"! The momentum slowly fades; the blood drains from my face; was that a news alert on my iPhone? I'm asleep on the couch, deeply ashamed but contentedly drooling, by Page 37.
I'm about a quarter of the way into Patrick Rothfuss' In the Name of the Wind and I am loving it so much!