I went to Half Price Books on Friday and managed to not buy the whole store. Instead I bought three illustrated books of fables and folktales. All brand new and all rather cheap.
I got a cellophane jacketed Aesop’s fables that has pen and ink illustrations that are almost identical to the ones in the fairy tale books I’ve had since I was a wee thing. They are all somewhat droll and have a neo-medieval quality to them. Whatever that means. The other two books are collections of ethnic folktales, one from the Ukraine and one from Bohemia. Both contain woodcuts that are fantastic. I suppose I’ve always harbored a secret love for books with these simple types of illustration. Most of it is probably nostalgia value, but in I like it all the same.
I also bought The Man Who Fell To Earth, which I will read and then finally scrounge around until I can find a copy of the movie starring David Bowie to watch. None of this is making much sense but I just wanted to gibber it down before I didn’t.
I went to Taste of Tremont, and have decided that it is where I want to move when me lease ends. The library was selling their withdrawn books for $4 a bag so I stocked up on stuff I’ve never heard of but that is worth the shot anyway. I got a couple of poetry books, a couple of fantasy books and a couple of books for Liam and Anne, who had invited me along. There were approximately too many pretty girls with lame looking guys on their arms.