Scored these guys at the Barnes and Noble.
For those of you unawares—B&N is one of the few bookstores still in existence. It’s a place that isn’t Amazon where you can buy new books. In a store.
I know. It’s kind of like heaven.
(I mean, not the same kind of heaven that Dogstar Books provides—but honestly, there is a profound difference between a new bookstore and a used bookstore. It’s like the difference between a hardboiled egg and an omelet. Eggs are involved, but the effect is oh-so different.)
I can’t even remember the last time I bought a bunch of new books. I typically stick with used ones, because prices. But I got the itch, spurred on mostly by MY FRIEND TYLER’s reminder that I really wanted to read a book. So I went to buy it as a gift to myself for paying a bill like a responsible person.
But you can’t just buy one book. That would be like, like, fuck. It would be horrifying. My brain cannot even comprehend an appropriate comparison.
Because you totally can’t read the titles in the photo, I bought:
1. John Dies at the End by David Wong (this is what I came for)
2. The Pale King by David Foster Wallace
3. Atonement by Ian McEwan
If you want to know why I bought John Dies at the End, Google it or something. But a word about the other two:
2. Of all the David Foster Wallace books that exist, this is the last one I want to own. But DFW books are superhard to find in used bookstores, and this was on CLEARANCE. Finding DFW for under $10 in any context = yes. That is why I bought The Pale King. Even though I kind of hate unfinished novels.
3. I got Ian McEwan’s book The Cement Garden for Christmas. I haven’t read it yet, but it was on my to-read list, and I did read the first two sentences and they were fabulous. Those two sentences + the brief synopsis on the inside flap + the $4 price = yes.
Sorry for writing too much.