Bookstore Birthday #7
OK, I didn't get to a bookstore on my actual birthday, but because of the huge, gaping time difference, it was still December 11 in the United States (the scene of the crime 49 years ago) when I stumbled into What The Book? early this afternoon. So maybe I did have a bookstore birthday. You decide.
Birthday or no, I was pleased with today's score: A copy of A Fable by William Faulkner. No, Faulkner's not my cup of mint julep, although I wish I could appreciate him more, but A Fable is the 1955 Pulitzer fiction winner and has been an elusive little bugger. When I saw it, I pounced. Then I called Faulkner Guy. Well, I had to tell someone. I expected him to get all crazy and Yoknapatawphan on me, but he stayed pretty calm. Perhaps he's saving up the jubilee until work on Monday.
As for me: Squeeeee! A choice addition for my Pulitzer shelf!
6 comments:
If it was still your birthday where you were born it definitely counts!
Happy 49th!
yep, definitely still your birthday. I was visiting New Zealand a few years ago and had lost my birthday to the time zone crossing. Well my sister called me from Canada when it was still my birthday in her time zone and it definitely made my day.
Happy belated b-day! Enjoy your foray into Faulkner :)
Happy Belated Birthday! Yes, the book-find on the date counts to me. And I'll squeeeeee with you abt Faulkner, too, if Faulkner-Guy doesn't want to .
Happy birthday, albeit a little belated! As far as Faulkner goes, he's not my favorite either but a Pulitzer is a Pulitzer after all.
Happy very belated birthday!
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