The courier notified me that my latest Amazon order will be delivered today. It's 5.11 p.m. and I'm still waiting, Mr. Driver. I hope you realize that I have plans for this weekend that involve lots of lolling and reading! Here's the latest motley bunch:
Ray Bradbury needs no introduction. This one has been on my wish list for a long time.
My sister, the family equestrian and horse fanatic (is that a tautology?) introduced me to Dick Francis with Driving Force. Good story, vigorous and virile storytelling. Mr. Francis has won several Edgar Awards for his novels, including Forfeit which netted the one for best novel in 1970.
This one is strictly for my sis, although I'll probably read it too. She doesn't celebrate birthdays and Christmas, so I give her gifts whenever I feel like it. She's one of my favourite people and the person I trust most in this world. I have a wish list on Amazon that's just for the books I'd like to get her.
Anaïs Nin, famous for her diaries and erotic writing, fascinates me. I have a collection of quotations by this writer, things I wish I'd said: "We don’t see things as they are, we see them as we are", and "Living never wore one out so much as the effort not to live." She was "a friend, and sometimes lover, of many leading literary figures all of whom she describes frankly in her diaries." I'm envious of her life, although my ingrained Catholic guilt and annoying moralistic proclivities might have made her lifestyle a bit of a problem for me to pull off. Would have had fun trying, though! :)