I randomly entered a thrift store with my wife yesterday. I immediately saw a section for books in the back, so I pushed her aside into a pile of clothing, and rant to the books. I expected to see a bunch of random old books. I was looking to find maybe one or two that would capture my attention. However, to my surprise they had a lot of books and large quantity of them were new, meaning released in the past years. Some of them were books that I would have boughten at regular prices. I ended up purchasing 10 books for 5 bucks. Two of those being books that I would have payed full price for. It was awesome to find them.. and now I have enough books for the next month..
Charity shops and second hand bookstores are the SHIT. Most of my books are second hand, whenever I'm with people who insist on shopping I wander off and rummage through discount bookshops/thrift stores searching for the gems
I must have over a hundred unread books which I snapped up under the "too good/too much of a bargain to NOT buy" rule
Just finished my first Faulkner book. The man could paint with words. He's by far the most talented writer of imagery I've read, more than even McCarthy and Pynchon. I might go pick up The Sound and The Fury tomorrow. My only real complaints are that the prose are very dense, because of all the description and detail, one page read likes ten. Which I suppose isn't necessarily a bad thing. And I'm not really that interested in the whole post-civil war South setting.
Two classic must-reads from the 80s. Much much better than the films they inspired.
I love Tom Wolfe. He totally immerses himself in the world he is writing about.
They have been on my list for a while. When I found them hidden behind other books, I snatched them up with the quickness, cradling them in my arm as if I had found a long lost child. Forget the fact that no one else was even in the book section and that they were probably there for a while just collecting dust.