The pile
Here are my newest books. Out of last week's pile, I liked The One That I Want (about a woman who can see the future after visiting a gypsy. In the title, "the one" means "the life that I want", although honestly she isn't given much choice in the matter; she just sees what will happen) and Hothouse Flower (a really fun, original book about the "nine plants of desire" and a woman's journey to the Yucatan Peninsula in Mexico, to find them).
The top book in this week's pile has a story associated with it. I was at Barnes & Noble, browsing, when a man who worked there asked, "Can I help you?" with more zeal than usual. I said, "No, thanks," and he said, "Come on." Then suddenly he pressed the book into my hands, saying, "This book was nominated for the Booker Prize, and since when does that happen with a comedy? It's pure joy," so decisively that I had to crack the cover. And what do you know, it did look good.
And then the cashier said, "You met ___." Apparently he recommends this book to everybody; and some people come back to get more recommendations from him.
The top book in this week's pile has a story associated with it. I was at Barnes & Noble, browsing, when a man who worked there asked, "Can I help you?" with more zeal than usual. I said, "No, thanks," and he said, "Come on." Then suddenly he pressed the book into my hands, saying, "This book was nominated for the Booker Prize, and since when does that happen with a comedy? It's pure joy," so decisively that I had to crack the cover. And what do you know, it did look good.
And then the cashier said, "You met ___." Apparently he recommends this book to everybody; and some people come back to get more recommendations from him.
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