In My Mailbox (57)
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I feel like I’ve fallen into the habit of what Misty does: doing one of these near month’s end. I’ve been trying to be diligent though. New York Comic Con sort of ruined that, but it was to be expected. Here’s what I got there, two weeks ago:
For me, I was thrilled to get a $10 deal on that big Art of Bone book, on the bottom there. Plus, I got everything else Bone related, as seen on top. Got some Wonder Woman; the final Buffy Omnibus; the first volume in the Mice Templar (which I have been wanting to read for awhile. Josh saw it and thought I would like it, and he was right!); the new Dr. Horrible comic; Tricked by the same guy who wrote and illustrated Box Office Poison which is a great read especially for those who don’t read graphic novels to begin with I think; Black Hole is one that has been all these different lists that just scream “Read Me!”; and the Complete Paradise Too, which I got when I went to see Terry Moore to pick up my sketch. There will be a photographic NYCC post in the next few days. Oh, and by the way, the pile that you see sort of sticking out on the left….that’s Josh’s pile from NYCC. We counted and he got more than I did. His is all Marvel stuff though. The trouble now is that the bookcase that we have with our graphic novels is practically at capacity so I have no idea where these are going to go.
And now, moving on to other books. On its release day, I ordered this:
Hopefully, after I finish reading the books I have left for my book clubs, I can start on this. I love the feel of these books.
More stuff came from PBS. Actually, quite a bit came:
Set in a den of thieves in 1860’s London, this novel focuses on Susan, a pickpocket, who is persuaded by her cohorts to pose as a lady’s maid and infiltrate the household of Maud, a young heiress in possession of a large inheritance. (Loved, loved Tipping the Velvet so I hope this is just as good.)
An unusual murder brings together three strangers, John, Jack, and Charles, on a rainy night in London during the first World War. An eccentric little man called Bert tells them that they are now the caretakers of the Imaginarium Geographica — an atlas of all the lands that have ever existed in myth and legend, fable and fairy tale. These lands, Bert claims, can be traveled to in his ship the Indigo Dragon, one of only seven vessels that is able to cross the Frontier between worlds into the Archipelago of Dreams. Pursued by strange and terrifying creatures, the companions flee London aboard the Dragonship. Traveling to the very realm of the imagination itself, they must learn to overcome their fears and trust in one another if they are to defeat the dark forces that threaten the destiny of two worlds. And in the process, they will share a great adventure filled with clues that lead readers to the surprise revelation of the legendary storytellers these men will one day become. (One I’ve been wanting to read for awhile)
Tilja has grown up in the peaceful Valley, which is protected from the fearsome Empire by an enchanted forest. But the forest’s power has begun to fade and the Valley is in danger. Tilja is the youngest of four brave souls who venture into the Empire together to find the mysterious magician who can save the Valley. And much to her amazement, Tilja gradually learns that only she, an ordinary girl with no magical powers, has the ability to protect her group and their quest from the Empire’s sorcerers. (I’ve never read any of his books. And anytime I got to a bookstore, I feel like his books glare at me saying “Read me! You’ll like me!”)
When a “spirit” contacts Lucy Phillips at a séance in nineteenth-century Manhattan, Lucy quickly gains fame as a talented medium who can impart knowledge about the future to wealthy socialites. Lucy is grateful to this “spirit,” who communicates with her from beyond, for giving her a life of luxury she’s never known before. By contrast, Lindsay Miller is hospitalized in modern-day New York City for schizophrenia when she starts to hear a girl’s voice in her head. But when the two girls realize they are really hearing each other’s voices every time they occupy the same physical location, they begin to see possibilities that will change both of their lives forever. . . .
The orphaned daughter of Katherine Parr and Henry VIII, sixteen-year-old Mary Seymour vies to gain acceptance and fend off her jealous relatives and castle-mates as she enters into Queen Elizabeth’s court.
Shy, plain Lady Jane Parker feels out of place in Henry VIII’s courtly world of glamour and intrigue–until she meets the handsome George Boleyn. Overjoyed when their fathers arrange a match, her dreams of a loving union are waylaid when she meets George’s sister, Anne. For George is completely devoted to his sister, and cold and indifferent to his bride. As Anne acquires a wide circle of admirers, including King Henry, Jane’s resentment grows. But if becoming Henry’s queen makes Anne the most powerful woman in England, it also makes her highly vulnerable. And as Henry, desperate for a male heir, begins to tire of his mercurial wife, the stage is set for the ultimate betrayal. . .
So that’s it for me for the past month. I actually gave a lot of books to my mom recently for her school for a flea market/fundraiser they have coming up. I had four boxes (not big though) in my hallway that I had shipped from work from like months ago. So I went through them, book by book, and thought “Will I really be reading this anytime soon?” I kept a couple of books for myself though. They were mostly all adult books. Then I went through one of my small bookcases under the windowsill and took out books that I’ve had for awhile and haven’t touched yet, and set those aside for my mom too. When I brought them downstairs to her (while she and my dad were away), I told Josh, “She’s either going to be happy or she’s going to think I’m crazy (for having all of these in the first place).” She got three boxes and a large overstuffed B&N shopping bag. I got some more shelf space. We’ll see how long that lasts.