More Books

Yesterday was the 100th Art Walk in downtown Jacksonville, so we hit it up hoping they would have some special events going on.  Well, the art/crafts/solicitations (really, there was a Scentsy stand, and at one point we walked into what looked more like a wedding expo than an art walk) were slightly underwhelming, but the local street bands provided good music for our ears.

We ended up going into Chamblin's to look around, where I found a couple of books.  It's harder getting lost in the Uptown store than the gargantuan store on Roosevelt.  I ended up with three books, setting me back $38.  It was quite a shock after getting well over 50 books at the JPL sale for less than that.  Oh well.  Here's what I found:

Daphne Du Maurier's My Cousin Rachel.  I was looking for a good copy of Rebecca, but those were all old, crusty, pocket paperbacks.  I never heard of this title, but I figure if I enjoy it half as much as I did Rebecca, it'll be good enough for me.

John Green's The Fault in Our Stars.  I haven't read a bad John Green book yet.  I took Looking for Alaska on vacation with me one summer, and it consumed me until I finished it.  My nieces probably didn't appreciate that.

Joyce Carol Oates's Dear Husband, stories.  I'm starting to have a thing for reading short stories.  They're lovely when I only have a few minutes to read, or right before bed when I don't want to stay up half the night because I can't put a book down.  I like that Oates can be dark and a bit creepy.  She has a way of putting a death grip on you, and even if you're disturbed by what you're reading, you can't stop.

On a side note, I am having a nice reprieve from reading children's books.  I still have my weekly books to read for my children's lit class, but that's the extent of my reading for that genre right now.  After my bibliography assignment, I needed a break from the children's department.  I'm getting into poetry as well, and am currently reading Money Shot by Rae Armantrout which I borrowed from the library.  I brought it along to the art walk last night, and as I was sitting outside of Burrito Gallery reading, a kind lady walked by and handed me a flyer to use as a bookmark.