I haven’t not done one of these since March, so I am not sure why I decided to put the month in the title, fool.
I’ve gained a lot of books recently, from all sorts of sources, which has been rather marvellous.
I received the following from my friend, Carl, while he was clearing up to move back to the States.
Neuromancer by William Gibson
“Case was the sharpest data thief in the Matrix, until an ex-employer crippled his nervous system. Now a new employer has recruited him for a last-chance run against an unthinkably powerful artificial intelligence. With a mirror-eyed girl street-samurai riding shotgun, he’s ready for the silicone-quick bleakly prophetic adventure that upped the ante on an entire genre of fiction.”
The Mirror Cracked by Agatha Christie
“Instead of tonic, the doctor prescribed that Miss Marple take an interest in murder. But the death, when it came, was much too close to home.”
Hallowe’en Party by Agatha Christie
“A Children’s Hallowe’en party becomes the unlikely scene of a bizarre and inexplicable murder, and the masterly Hercule Poirot races against time, for he knows that at any moment there may be a second murder…unless steps are taken to prevent it!”
Partners in Crime by Agatha Christie
“On the surface they were a charming, sophisticated young couple. But in private their lives underwent a startling change. For both were helplessly addicted to the excitement of detective novels and real-life detective world. So, when these two witty sophisticates take over a near bankrupt detective agency, the results are sheer delight for Tommy and Tuppence Beresford….and for every reader.”
Easy to Kill by Agatha Christie
“One….Two….three “accidental” deaths in a row. And only Miss Fillerton suspected they weren’t accidents at all. In fact, as she told Luke Fitzwilliam, she knew Dr Humbleby would be next. But she was wrong. She herself was number four – Dr Humbleby was number five. Realizing that the old lady had not just been a muddled aunty, Fitzwilliam began a one-man campaign to end the terrifying chain of ghoulish murders.”
There is a charity table in our local supermarket that has books for sale for 50p, from what I have ascertained the residents keep topping it up with books – it’s what I’ve done anyway. I think it is a fabulous way to give to charity and encourage reading. Recently, while depositing a few of my own, I bought the following:
Hogfather by Terry Pratchett (20th Discworld novel)
“Where is the big jolly fat man? Why is death creeping down the chimneys and trying to say Ho Ho Ho? The darkest night of the year is getting a lot darker….. Susan the gothic governess has got to sort it out by morning, otherwise there won’t be a morning. Ever again…. ”
Captain Corelli’s Mandolin by Louis de Bernières
“It is 1941 and Captain Antonio Corelli, a young Italian officer, is posted to the Greek island of Cephallonia as part of the occupying forces. At first he is ostracised by the locals, but as a conscientious but far from fanatical soldier, whose main aim is to have a peaceful war, he proves in time to be civilised, humourous – and a consummate musician. When the local doctor’s daughter’s letters to her fiance – and members of the underground – go unanswered, the working of the eternal triangle seems inevitable. But can this fragile love survive as a war of bestial savagery gets closer and the lines are drawn between invader and defender.”
The last two in the picture I bought on a trip to Eastbourne, I was feeling faint and took refuge in a bookshop – which of course meant I had to buy some.
The Female Eunuch by Germaine Greer
“A dazzling combination of erudition, eccentricity and eroticism, The Female Eunuch is a worldwide bestseller and a landmark in the history of the women’s movement. Drawing liberally from history, literature and popular culture, past and present, Germaine Greer’s searing examination of women’s oppression is both an important social commentary and a passionately argued masterpiece of polemic.”
Anton Chekhov; About Love and other stories – translated by Rosamund Bartlett
“Elusive and subtle, spare and unadorned, the stories in this selection are among Chekhov’s most poignant and lyrical.”