This week, I had an experience in the library. It reminded me why I do not usually allow myself the privilege of wandering through the shelves. My husband and I dropped by to pick up some holds for me, but we decided to spend a few minutes in the stacks.
It has been quite a while since I did this. I remember why I "banned" myself from it. You see, after only about 10 minutes, I had to drag myself away and haul my books upstairs to check out. Here is what I just couldn't leave behind:
Betsy-Tacyby Maud Hart Lovelace
Eat, Pray, Love: One Woman's Search for Everything Across Italy, India and Indonesiaby Elizabeth Gilbert
The Eyre Affair: A Thursday Next Novelby Jasper Fforde
The First Part Lastby Angela Johnson
A Gentleman of Leisureby P.G. Wodehouse (my first by him!)
GossamerLois Lowry
If You Come Softlyby Jacqueline Woodson
Shugby Jenny Han
Thornspellby Helen Lowe
Wait Till Next Year: A Memoirby Doris Kearns Goodwin
Graceling by Kristin Cashore (a reread)
(rather an eclectic collection)
I also got a copy of The Private Papers of Eastern Jewel: A Novelby Maureen Lindley from the publisher for review
Oh, and did I mention that I apparently still had a hold on a certain book that I was whining about not getting THE day it came out? Yeah, got it from the library. Thank you library gods!