The Back of the Bookstore

It's been a good month for books. Aside from the six books I received for my birthday, the five that came out of christmas, the two I pilfered from my father's shelves, and the few remaining novels from a long-ago excursion with Senor Peonie, I was fortunate enough to stumble across a secondhand store while in BC, where I lost no time in picking up cheap, tattered scifi paperbacks. One of them I present to you now.

Ursula K LeGuin's The Dispossessed is a staple of science fiction literature (oxymoron? you decide), but up until now I never realized it was also a well-written novel. The two distinctions are not exactly noted for frequent convergence, so it was a refreshing surprise to find a book that combined worthy ideas with pretty words. It was Max's suggestion that I read it, and it was fortune that led me to discover it at the White Rock secondhand bookstore, but I first heard about it from this list that I would suggest you check out, but would by no means compel you to do so.

Now maybe I can wean myself back off webcomics for awhile.

East it is.