Those who recall our fall fashion edition (written sometime in summer, we were feeling bold and brash with our predictions) will recall that this season’s books are bigger and heavier than ever before. Sort of of like adorable chunky sweaters only you probably won’t be wearing them everywhere. Back strain is simply no fun.
While this season’s must-haves include Jonathan Strange and Mr. Norrell and anything, including vintage, from the Neal Stephenson line, there is something special for those who wouldn’t be caught dead in the same books everyone else is carrying. Paul Anderson’s Hunger’s Brides, which, at 1,376 pages, is one to trot out for special nights. Lots and lots of them.
5 responses so far ↓
Sarah // Oct 1, 2004 at 9:05 am
When I saw this in the bookstores at home last week I tried lifting a copy up. It was bloody hard. That is all.
Kate Rothwell // Oct 2, 2004 at 12:41 pm
I predict a lawsuit: a reader will be injured somehow. Perhaps it will be straightforward: book used as weapon, perhaps some sort of blood clot forming from the weight of a book on the legs? Want to form a betting pool on this one?
Lifting the 2-volume OED every day as exercise,
Kate
booksquare // Oct 3, 2004 at 9:42 am
Fashion is pain — this seasons’s books are all about showing off toned biceps and triceps. The well-dressed reader will also invite envy from gym rats…such perfectly formed muscles without a single moment at the weight machines.
Unless Kate’s prediction comes true and unlucky readers become fashion victims…
Brides // Jan 21, 2005 at 6:10 am
Well, I think it is a good sign that reading big books havent died out in the age of the computers and internet. Myself I preffer good long fiction (loved Snow Crash by Neil Stepenson) over shorter books. However, sequel over sequel sometimes are too much (Like S. Green’s ones).
Mail order brides // Feb 10, 2005 at 2:46 am
It’s a good thing to read big books