I really can’t control myself, can I? Just when I told myself I’d cut back on the book buying, I acquired, within the past two weeks (and prepare to be shocked and horrified at my profligacy): Taking Chances, Mad Puppetstown, Full House, Loving Without Tears (all by molly Keane); Land of Green Ginger, by Winifred Holtby; and Crossriggs, by Jane and Mary Findlater. From my Persephone subscription, I received Making Conversation, by Christine Longford in the mail.
On Friday evening, when I was down in Center City condo hunting with my parents, I went to the Book Trader in Old City and walked away with: Death of the Heart, by Elizabeth Bowen (an original Penguin edition), Bobbin Up, by Dorothy Hewett, and Crompton Hodnet, A Glass of Blessings, Less than Angels, The Sweet Dove Died, Quartet in Autumn, and Jane and Prudence, all by Barbara Pym. I’m especially excited about finding the Pyms considering her books are out of print and therefore hard to find. I can’t understand why anyone would trade those in, but thanks to whoever did! The Book Trader is only a few blocks away from the place where I’m considering buying, so this could become very, very dangerous for me…
I’ve continued my Virago binge this week, and so I read The Ante-Room, by Kate O’Brien, Diana of the Crossways, by George Meredith (a disappointment considering my expectations), and The Edwardians, by Vita Sackville-West, which I absolutely loved. Now reading The Orchid House, by Phyllis Shand Allfrey...
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