I like the Rincewind books. The Luggage! Twoflowers!
Death is in pretty much every book, right? Sometimes not for long, but he shows up...
There's more to life than watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer! No. Really, there is! Honestly! Here's a place for Buffistas to come and discuss what it is they're reading, their favorite authors and poets. "Geez. Crack a book sometime."
I like the Rincewind books. The Luggage! Twoflowers!
Death is in pretty much every book, right? Sometimes not for long, but he shows up...
Heck, I even like the Moist Von Lipwig books.
Because those are great!
I may be an uncritical reader of Discworld books. It's possible.
I like the Rincewind books, but I'm not a big fan of The Last Continent.
I haven't read Moist yet! But I hear good things.
I may be an uncritical reader of Discworld books. It's possible.
Guilty. I know there are problematic issues with them (hello, Twoflower racism!) but I really love the Discworld. They are basically my perpetual comfort reread, a spot previously held by HHGttG. But with so many more books, I am farther from being able to quote the entire "trilogy" in order.
I haven't read Moist yet!
I prefer the post office to the bank.
Los Angelenos, you have let me down!
Nobody mentioned the awesomeness of The Last Bookstore!
It's an old Crocker Bank that's been wallowing in disuse for decades. Now it has a labyrinth of books upstairs for a dollar each! Great layout, and supporting super cool local art studios and the staff were playing a great Sparks album while I was there. Such a cool bookstore and space!
My apartment building has a place in the laundry room where people can drop off stuff they don't want but don't want to just throw away. I scored a whole stack of Terry Pratchett books; remembering some posts from Friday, I noticed them because the one on top was "Mort".
In re bookstores - there used to be a place called Chaos Unlimited that specialized in second-hand mysteries and SF. It was on the second and third stories of an old townhouse that had another store on the first/ground floor. It was a warren of shelves that formed little alcoves and you had to hunt through for things, although they did have the books in order by author names. Because of the bookshelves, they had a sign saying "upstairs went thataway" with an arrow since the steps were hard to find.
Nice place - they had a comfy old armchair where you could sit to browse through books and (as many of the best bookstores do) a cat. And, since the cat tended to lie in the middle of the doorway (as cats will) I and most other patrons got used to stepping carefully over it to get in.
Of course, it closed. sigh.
All bookstores need cats.