I would like to marry a bookstore.

Not just any bookstore. Okay, I'd fool around with any bookstore, I'm not going to lie. But I love love love used bookstores. There's three in the town I live in. And one that's about 3 minutes away. It's where I go to get my fix of shopping when I'm on a tight budget. I still get the experience of a Barnes and Noble, but I can get 7-8 books for about $25, the cost of a new hardback. Now all my little bookstore needs is coffee and comfy chairs. Then I might live there. Everyone needs a little happy place to escape to, mine are bookstores.

Here's my haul today:

Not too bad. I like that all of them have women on the cover except one.

It looks like I choose books by their cover. I totally do. But the girl themed books were not the ones I chose by the cover, it was this awesomeness:

Tee hee. It's called The Melancholy Death of Oyster Boy and Other Stories. AND it's by the awesome weirdo himself, Tim Burton. I don't even know what it's about. But I know I'm going to like it, I have a feeling.

Now I have to put my loot away and get back to the harsh reality of homework. Poo. Okay, it's not so harsh, but I'm just sad my procrastinating is done.

Oh! One more thing, one more thing. (Prolonging the inevitable.) Here's a closer picture of my cute new edition of Alice's Adventures in Wonderland. Apparently I had TIm burton on the brain, considering his version of this film is coming out soon.

Happy Tuesday!

Shameless Promotion

In Maggie Stiefvater's Shiver, Grace and Sam found each other. Now, in Linger, they must fight to be together. For Grace, this means defying her parents and keeping a very dangerous secret about her own well-being. For Sam, this means grappling with his werewolf past . . . and figuring out a way to survive into the future. Add into the mix a new wolf named Cole, whose own past has the potential to destroy the whole pack. And Isabelle, who already lost her brother to the wolves . . . and is nonetheless drawn to Cole.

At turns harrowing and euphoric, Linger is a spellbinding love story that explores both sides of love -- the light and the dark, the warm and the cold -- in a way you will never forget.

Comes out in stores everywhere July 20th. Pre-order here.

Enter to win an advanced review copies of LINGER, Sisters Red, The Dead-Tossed Waves, and The Replacement on Maggie's blog.


I want to win. I talked about Shiver here. Awesome. So any which way I can get my grubby paws on the next book, I'm willing to try. And I don't think I've said anything about The Forest of Hands and Teeth on here, but it's a zombie book, and Carrie Ryan's a local author, so what's not to love? The Dead-Tossed Waves is her next novel. I want. In a little-girl-stomping-her-feet kind of way. So maybe you don't want to win these things, okay, but you should try to win anyway and then I will accept them as a gift, or barter them for eternal friendship and conditional devotion. Just think about it. Oh, and even if you don't want to win me fabulous prizes beyond my wildest dreams, Maggie's blog is fun to read, so it's worth a look. Check out her sharpie guitar. AND if you want to read Shiver or The Forest of Hands and Teeth, I'll loan them to you, because it's the right thing to do.

TBR

This is my to-be-read pile of books. I rummage through 2nd hand bookstores, bargain bins, online clearances, and book swaps looking for books I've been meaning to read. And this is what has happened. I don't want to pass up good deals, but I am buying faster than I can read. And I can read pretty fast. It's overwhelming now, I feel like I'm in school and this is my required reading. I've tried to curtail the buying , but I keep breaking the rules. I mean, who turns down free books? I also tell myself that I can only get books from my "wishlist" but then I keep finding new books I wish to have. At this rate, I have enough to read for at least a year. Does that stop me? Um, no. I'm sick, book shopping is like a comfort food to me, and I can't stay away from book recommendations from people I trust. So I implore you all to stop telling me about great books, at least for a year or two. Even if I beg, plead or cry at your feet. I'm serious. My house is a fire hazard. And if you see me at a bookstore, shoo me with brute force if necessary.

P.S. This is what happens if you have a chihuahua and she feels ignored by your picture-taking

She wants to make sure that all household activities involve (revolve around) her. She also gets mad if you are downloading pictures and not holding her royal self.