This past weekend I went to the monthly public library sale. It had been quite a while since I went (mostly in need of a few more Sue Grafton Alphabet Murder Mysteries . . . ). The weather was perfect and maybe everyone else was outside enjoying it, or I just came late enough to avoid the crowds, but I was able to actually browse the shelves. Normally it is only a quick scan to see if something pops out at me.
I think I have satisfied my desire for new-used books. I came away with a book bag full. In looking at them all now, maybe this was sort of an excessive book binge? It's amazing how much $30 will buy. Several more Kinsey Millhone novels to fill in gaps and see me through the next few months. A couple of British Library Crime Classics--and I only picked up a couple. Various other mysteries.
A few award winners that I always look at at the bookstore, but then figure I can check them out of the library (but how could I pass them up at $1.50 each?). A couple books in translation. A NYRB Classic. A Virago Modern Classic and two books by a Nebraska author.
And a few 'oldies'. A few books I had never come across before. A book of short stories (creepy cover on the Prager!). And two older books by Terry McMillan that I had been looking for at the bookstore (does no one carry her books these days?).
I am feeling ever so slightly queasy now by my indulgence-I mean I have to find spots for them on my shelves or in my piles, but it was so hard to resist. I think I can safely some forthcoming library sales in favor of spending time reading these (or other books on my shelves . . . ).