On Monday I was seized with the desire to do a spot of book shopping. This is really very easy to do when you work in a big and beautiful bookshop! Books were browsed and books were bought.
I was always going to buy some World Book Day Books. This year’s are an outstandingly good selection. Goth Girl and the Pirate Queen is crammed full of Chris Riddell’s illustrations – my mind boggles to think all this is mine (and yours if you get yourself to a bookshop) for £1. Also a ridiculous bargain is Geek Drama, which is set between Geek Girl 1 and 2 so there’s no need to worry about spoilers for the new full-length story.
Talking of geeks…The Case of the Exploding Loo is the first story by Rachel Hamilton featuring Noelle (or Know-All) Hawkins, mystery-solving child genius. It is VERY funny and has caused strangers to look askance at me laughing on public transport.
Faber very cunningly gave away samplers of The Girl in the Red Coat at the end of last week. I read the one I grabbed from the hand of a woman at Euston (she was giving them away, I didn’t randomly steal someone else’s) and haven’t stopped thinking about it since; the half price hardback was clearly too much of a temptation to resist. A little girl goes missing at a festival and is taken in by a man claiming to be her grandfather...the opening chapters are so gripping that I will read this in my next available grown-ups' fiction spot.
I am so excited that the second volume of Coffin Hill is out. I got behind with the comics so decided to wait to read it in graphic novel form. I won’t pretend being patient has sat easily with me, but it’s all worth it now I have this. It’s dark and gothic and creepy and intriguing and beautiful to look at. And it has witches.
Two more things that are beautiful to look at round off my shopping spree. Noisy Neighbours is full of colours and shapes that make me think of my childhood and Lemur Dreamer is just so cute. Picture books are a joy.
I haven’t given up the idea of joining in with TBR20, but I’m not ready just yet. And, I gave seven boxes of books to the charity shop last week (thanks Dad for shifting them all for me) so I do have a little wiggle room right at the moment. And buying books is one of life’s pleasures – but I remind myself that reading them is even better.