At the heart of it all, I’m a fan. A fan of books and bookstores. A fan of fiction and non-fiction. A fan of authors and publishers. And most of all I’m a fan of great conversations sparked by books. All that to say - I really need more bookshelves.
I often scribble down titles of books as I find them referenced in whatever book I’m reading. Somehow, reading passages where characters refer to some archaic title (I’ve often never heard of) puts me in detective mode and then I’ll spend too much time online, digging up as much as I can, often leading to squat.
J. Egan’s The Keep. I am afraid you’re not missing much here. But if you’re interested I posted some thoughts over on LibraryThing. I really need to try and do a better job at this whole “book review” thing.
If you have a blog or two that you frequent for reviews, please send me the link. I’d like to study some good reviews.
Oh well. It would have been a great meet and greet. I heard his presentation about displaced peoples around the world was fantastic. Not too mention the signed editions of A Thousand Splendid Suns ticket holders were supposed to get. Oh well. But, I do hope the family emergency that called him home isn’t anything too terribly serious though.
I’m not a “re-reader”. In fact, there is only one book that I have re-read, on purpose and under my own free-will. It is Robert A. Heinlein’s Stranger in a Strange Land. I think it stands just as tall as Huxley’s Brave New World.
Apparantly, I’m not alone. This year,on July 7th, folks all over the world are celebrating (ok, maybe just recognizing) the centennial of Heinlein’s birth.