ATTN: DEBORAH GRABIEN
I was in my awesome local mystery store (Murder Ink), and asked the guy if they had Weaver, and he found it on the shelf for me. They only had the one copy out, but he said they have a bunch of customers who will be THRILLED to read it, due to Anglophilia and love of old and/or creepy things.
For the record, this guy is the most helpful bookstore employee ever. The last few Christmases, I've walked in with increasingly random requests for recommendations, and he always finds me the best stuff. This year I asked for books having to do with autumn, and he pulled two right off the bat.
Jesse!
Not only do you rock, but you just won the East Coast tour jersey, if you want it! Verified unprompted store sighting!
E me with the current address. It's this jersey:
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I will confess that I am unlikely to wear shirts that say things on them, as cool as that one is. But thanks!
Also, as Murder Ink is approximately one block from Jo's work, she should go in and talk to a weekday staff person about it, too.
Can somebody stop me from having the "Romance is not all generic drek" conversation again? In another forum?
t pounds head on wall
t slips a nice soft pad between Betsy's valuable skull and the wall
t gives Betsy a nice, long poking stick
Can somebody stop me from having the "Romance is not all generic drek" conversation again? In another forum?
Just don't tell me where it is, because I can never resist those, and I'm trying to be all productive and shit today.
Can somebody stop me from having the "Romance is not all generic drek" conversation again? In another forum?
teeth start to grind...joins Betsy in pounding head...
I hate those conversations, I really really do. I should be used to them by now, but, bleah.
"Of course, I don't read the stuff myself, because I might get a hideous fictionally-transmitted disease..."
Betsy, feel like trading? I have Internet Publishing's self-proclaimed "I Have the Answer to Everything!" girl in another forum, defining the difference between mysteries and thrillers. According to her definition? Georges Simenon and Ruth Rendell don't write mysteries.
I forwarded her definition to my editor who, unlike said poster, actually knows something about mysteries. My editor said "Nonsense. What she's talking about are classic cozies. Everything you cited (that was Rendell, Simenon, Allingham's Tiger in the Smoke) is a mystery. We've come a long way since Dame Agatha."
Now the annoying one shall act all hurt and hair-swirly. Peeeeyuke.