The stack above:
Someone at a Distance by Dorothy Whipple - from Care. Thanks, Care Bear!
Mrs. Tim of the Regiment by D. E. Stevenson - swap book
The Return of the Soldier by Rebecca West - swap book
When Tito Loved Clara by Jon Michaud - from Algonquin Books
Something for Nothing by David Anthony - from Algonquin Books
What You See in the Dark by Manual Muñoz - from Algonquin Books
Between Shades of Gray by Ruta Sepetys - from Philomel via Shelf Awareness (humorous typo: I typed "Between Shades of Graph," at first)
Fire Season by Philip Connors - from Ecco via SA
The Sandalwood Tree by Elle Newmark - from Atria via SA
Wartime Writings: 1943-1949 by Marguerite Duras - swap book
The tote bag hanging behind those books was sent to me by Algonquin Books and it is really nice! In fact, they've sent me some amazing little piles, lately. One that I didn't get around to photographing but which elicited quite a squeal was West of Here by Jonathan Evison. I don't think I've gotten any books at all that don't interest me, lately, from Algonquin. It may take me a while to read them, but I'm glad they arrived, unsolicited or not.
But, oh, how I wish I read faster. This is not a great photo, but here are most of the books I hauled home from the Borders dollar sale:
I'm just going to hope you can click on the image to enlarge it because I don't want to list all those. La-zy.
The final in/out report:
+ 43 books in (eeks)
- 101 books out (yay)
= 58 books out, net
Obviously, I still need to work harder at sending books out the door, but as long as the numberof books out beats the number of books in, I'm happy. That is not necessarily the case for Mr. Bookfool, who would like to see me get rid of half my books. Ouch, ouch!
Fiona is demanding my attention, so I guess I'd better dash. Isabel
has not been particularly energetic, lately, and I think poor Fi is going nuts looking for a playmate. Izzy's going on a car ride, if this continues. She has not, however, lost her curiosity.
Pardon the funky text if it's still whacked up. I don't know what I did wrong, but blogger is giving me fits of angst and I'm just going to leave the text as-is.