Well, I have to admit that I'm holding out on buying all the Sharpe books as opposed to getting them from the library until Bernard Cornwell stops writing them, because I figure then his publisher is bound to put out a nice, matching, beautifully packaged boxed set, which I can shelve beside my Aubrey/Maturin boxed set. As is stands now, the series has at least three different cover styles, one of which I really dislike, and some are MM while others are trade pb, so they'd look sloppy on a bookshelf. I did, however, buy a few of my favorites when he was keynote speaker at a writers conference I attended so I could get them autographed.
It probably just shows I'm less invested in HP than in Sharpe or Aubrey/Maturin.
What drives me batty is when they make a movie of a really good book, and you can only afterwards find it with movie tie-in covers.
Totally. Only one of my autographed Sharpes has Sean Bean on the cover, for, lo, I am shallow when the guy is sufficiently hot.
That's so cool about Emmett!
Still reading past page 500 now, still enjoying the heck out of it.
I am pleased to report that following his dissertation defense yesterday, Bob Bob is now Dr. Bob Bob!
Woo Hoo! Congrats to Dr. Bob Bob.
Yay, Dr. Bob Bob!!! Congrats, Dr. Smarty Pants!
Hooray for Dr. Bob!!!
I'm afraid I might've either looked at her like a crazy person, or unthinkingly answered "No", and then realized that made ME look like a crazy person!
The crazy part is that the answer was "no"! According to her, anyway. Because I had never opened the Very Important Mail of a Very Important Person. Much like those poor models had never "walked," despite having perambulated to their current location.
