Here I am with big stacks of books from both the libraries I patronize, and what am I doing? Re-reading the abovementioned books from my very own bookshelf. This morning I moved on to
Gaudy Night,
after lamenting that
Have His Carcase
has gone AWOL.
And I love the Dowager Duchess. And Bunter. And Chief Inspector Parker and Lady Mary. And Harriet, for that matter--in an "I know she's a Mary Sue, but dammit, I can identify with her, too" sort of way.
I just started "I Love Everybody and Other Atrocious Lies: The True Stories of a Loud-mouthed Girl" on recommendation from my cousin. Looks like prime beach material.
I loved the most recent BBC series doing Sayers' stuff.
But I remain resolute in my Ngaio Marsh love. And Troy Alleyn was never a Mary Sue in her life.
Have you guys read "Lord Peter", the short story collection? It has the two stories Sayers wrote of Peter and Harriet married, one where their first kid is born and one several years later.
our bookclub just selected The Night Inspector by Frederick Busch. Anyone read it and have thoughts?
I was a little cranky with Sayers over the Lord Peter collection. Three sons, no daughters.
I wanted to see Peter with girls. Also, lordy lordy lordy, that collection really showed Sayres' Toryism. There was that line about how Bredon, the eldest, was going to get everything, and the person she was talking to was outraged, saying, but that's very bad for the other two boys. And Harriet smiled and said yes, but it's very good for the property.
Oy.
Muder Must Advertise is my favourite of hers, by a lot. Gaudy Night is behind it, mostly because I know Oxford, and because I loved loved loved some of the language in that book. Harriet's realest moment to me was when Peter offered to show her how to avoid being strangled, and she said to him, you're going to make me feel clumsy and stupid, and I. don't. LIKE. it.
Never liked her better than right there.
Nods on "Murder Must Advertise." "Nine Taylors" comes after it for me, because "Gaudy Night" annoys me so much. Oxford is lovely, but the women are so obviously '30s artifacts now. Anymore I just skip to the parts with Viscount Gerald, because he's funny.
our bookclub just selected The Night Inspector by Frederick Busch. Anyone read it and have thoughts?
You know, I'm pretty sure I own it, think I have read it, and yet remember nothing. But that's nothing against the book -- I'm terrible with that.
oh, can you see if you have it? so I can borrow? asuming you're ok to lend it.
t /presumptious.