The Parade's Gone By is a 1968 history of the early days of the movies by Kevin Brownlow. It ends with the coming of the talking picture and the photos are all in black and white, as is appropriate. The book is dedicated to Abel Gance, whom you will remember did the very lengthy film Napoleon, which I saw years ago at the American Film Institute, when it was still in the Kennedy Center. I've wanted to read this book for some time but it is not in the Spokane Library and it's certainly not in my book budget, not if I want to buy any other books for the next year. I am SO looking forward to reading this.
The Watchmen is a graphic novel that made its way onto Time Magazine's 100 Best Novels. It is written by Alan Moore, illustrated and lettered by Dave Gibbons, and colored by John Higgins. It was originally serialized in 1986-87 but this edition was published in 2010. This is emphatically not my genre, but I am always trying to keep an open mind. (That's very hard as you know if you hold strong political opinions; most people seem not even to try.) So I'm going to give this book a try. I think I'm at a disadvantage because my mother wouldn't let a comic book in the house when I was a girl and the only chance I had to read such a thing was in the dentist's waiting room. So for me graphic novels have about them the whine of the drill and the twinge in the tooth.
Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day (1972) is by Judith Viorst and is illustrated by Ray Cruz. I don't know why I haven't read this before now. When my sister has a rough day she calls it a terrible, horrible, no good, etc. Time to see why Sandy likes this book so much.
How the Light Gets In, by Louise Penny, is the just-published latest Armand Gamache mystery. I put my name on the reserve list long ago and have been waiting patiently for the book to come round to me. I've heard it's the best so far and that is truly saying something as this is one of the finest mystery series I know. (I am, by the way, distressed that Nathaniel Parker has been chosen to play Gamache in the TV adaptation. He is totally wrong for the part. On the other hand I can't even suggest who might be right for it.)
Longbourn by Jo Baker, is also new. The reviews by my British friends have been very enthusiastic and of course I'm always up for a Jane Austen pastiche, so I'm looking forward to beginning to read this today. (Goodbye, Christian, you may have to progress on your pilgrimage without me from here on.)
Mr Penumbra's 24-Hour Bookstore by Robin Sloan has been getting rave reviews since it was published last year. It's time for me to find out what the fuss is all about. (I am a little anxious about this book as the last highly-touted novel I tried to read, The Book Thief, was a bomb. I hated it. Or rather I hated the first 50 pages of it, which is all that I could handle.)
A Wrinkle in Time by Madeline L'Engle won the 1963 Newbery Medal so I must have read it as I was working part-time in the juvenile room at the New Bedford Free Public Library and such things were very important to us there. But I can't remember the story and if you don't know what you read can you really be said to have read it?
Carried Away: A Selection of Stories by Alice Munro. I read stories by Munro in the New Yorker over the years. But I am not a fan of the short story. I need a full novel, preferably one of about 400 pages, to really sink into a plot and grasp what I'm reading. However, what I have read of her work has remained with me and since she just won the Nobel Prize I figure it's time to read another dozen or so of her stories.