In addition to visiting Flushing Meadows to watch supremely athletic people smack around innocent, little, yellow tennis balls, I saw some theater and visited The Strand this week. No trip to New York is complete without a visit to the bookstore.
I wound up with a copy of Ramona by Helen Hunt Jackson, a Native American narrative set in Southern California after the Mexican-American War, two of Ben Aaronovitch’s Peter Grant urban fantasy/mystery/procedural books, and Garcia Marquez’s The Story of A Shipwrecked Sailor. Am tearing through Midnight Riot right now, love it.
In the half-price mass market paperback bin, I was tempted by a copy of Jennifer Probst’s The Marriage Bargain. It looked worth the price point (half of $7.99), and I’d heard good things about it, but in the end it didn’t appeal as much as the other books in my basket, and I had a self-imposed limit of four books. I noticed on my way out, though, a stack of trade paperback editions of The Marriage Bargain. Someone in a hurry would see those first, and end up paying the slightly discounted tpb price of $11.69 over the $4 bargain bin price. I guess it pays to be a bargain browser.
Also in the half price mmpb section were a bunch of YA paranormal and urban fantasy books, including nearly all of Tamora Pierce’s backlist dating back to the Alanna books…which I read and loved; I can remember checking out The Woman Who Rides Like A Man from the school library in hardback. (It was a favorite, along with L.M. Montgomery’s Anne books, The Witch of Blackbird Pond, and Across Five Aprils.) Made me wonder if someone had cleared out a kid’s bedroom bookshelves after she headed off to college.