I was at the mall running some errands today and entered a bookstore, with predictable, yet bittersweet, results:
That’s two Discworld novels (I’m still missing a few from my set) and one of the Enderverse novellas from Orson Scott Card.
Terry Pratchett and OSC are two of the few authors whose works I actually collect and whose books I tend to buy new instead of used. I’ve been collecting Tom Clancy lately, but buying used on that front. Used books are the way to go, in general, I find, but there’s something about having a long row of shiny, colour-coordinated covers spanning a shelf that makes my heart warm.
Plus there’s that new-book smell.
