Friday, April 15, 2011
Oh my god, get me out of here ...
You walk into the shop, take a quick glance around and think to yourself, 'Blimey, I've hit the mother lode.' Rapidly followed by, 'Oh god, this is a mistake; I need to get out of here.' The shop is wall to wall, floor to ceiling crime and mystery novels. Thousands of them. Every author you can think of. It's like the TBR from hell. I browse around in a cold sweat. I shun all offers of help - you don't offer to feed the habit to an addict - don't these people know they are drug dealers? I select three books and high tail it out of there, feeling like I might be walking away from the ultimate high. The Seattle Mystery Bookshop. Only for those who have self-restraint. Everyone else enter at your peril - the TBR will grow. My haul ...
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Oh, I've been in shops like that, Rob. They are truly dangerous!
Lucky it is a long way away or I would be there tomorrow!
I would love to be there, surrounded by them all, but strangely, I usually buy less when there are far too many. I just stand there gawping.
I fantasise about shops like that, but then I'd probably be like Dorte and be paralysed by the enormity of it all and come away with nothing!
You are going to love Charlie Huston! That series is non-stop action. Don't know the other two authors, but you will let us know, yes?
Have already read the Charlie Huston and it's a blast. Intend to read the other two over the next week or so and will post reviews of all of them.
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