So I finally made my way over to my town's library, got a card, and perused the "books for sale" racks. 25 cents for a paperback; $1 for hardbacks. I have a weird fascination with old books, ones with yellow pages and the strong, musty smell of time. I'd rather buy old, beat up books than spend $10 on a fresh paperback. Yeah, I'm weird.
My fondest memory is going to the library when I was around 12 or 13, and buying Michael Crichton's Jurassic Park for a quarter. The book's cover was ripped in half, dangling for its life. Some pages had been marked, some passages underlined. Not only was this the book that probably forwarded my yearn for reading/writing, it's the one that gave me my old book fetish.
Anyways, I spent $2 today. Here is what I got:
1. The Fall of Hyperion by Dan Simmons (Yay for Hugo Award-winning authors.)
2. A Touch of Frost by R.D. Wingfield (I was intrigued by the plot summary.)
3. Death at Daisy's Folly by Robin Paige (I've only ever read a few murder mystery books and thought to give some more a try.)
4. Circus of the Damned by Laurell K. Hamilton (Um, it's about vampires. 'Nuff said.)
5. The Eyes of Darkness by Dean Koontz (I might need a horror read in the future so here we go.)
6. Surface Action by David Drake (Military sci-fi is always fun.)
7. The Long Dark Tea-time of the Soul by Douglas Adams (The humor god. Must...buy...it...now.)
8. The Dragon Reborn by Robert Jordan (Yeah, he's crap. I've read the first in the series, and thought that for a quarter I'd get book 3. If it sucks like I've heard his later books do, then I only lost a quarter and a few hours of my life.)
Knowing me, I'll go back next weekend and buy more.
I told you I'm addicted.