I love libraries. I came home for a break, which was supposed to be just a week long. However, ended up falling ill, and it's now been over five weeks, and I'm still here. And, it's probably going to be a couple of weeks more. Sucks to be me, at the moment. But - enough of that. I essentially wanted light "frivolous" reading, while trying to recuperate (notice the word "trying"?), but the books I'd dragged along with me were more or less not. So, I visited the local library - a place I haven't visited for about nine years. I barely read in my last two years of school (don't ask - it's one of the few regrets I have), and then I went away to university, and wasn't ever home long enough to visit the library.
The age-old librarian still recognised me, and asked me how I was doing. Reminded me of how oft' I used to hang out at the library, just reading for ages, without a care for anything else. However, he said I'd have to re-apply for the library cards, which would take a couple of days to re-issue. I was well gutted, as I really don't want to buy books at the moment. Something to do with not really knowing what I feel like reading. Anyway, I took a long shot, and asked him if my library cards were still at the library, as I normally used to leave them there back in the day... Long shot indeed; it's been nine years! However, a pleasant surprise awaited me as the librarian managed to find four of the six cards I used to have. Yay!
So, I went a-book-searchin', and I was quite pleased with the books I took home, specially as I stumbled upon Peyton Place by sheer chance. I was looking at books by Daphne Du Maurier, and it was just there! I'd heard of Peyton Place ages ago, when I first heard Billy Joel's We Didn't Start The Fire. However, I had absolutely no idea what it referred to, until a few weeks back, when suddenly, I saw the name of the book practically everywhere in the blog'o'sphere.
The other books I checked out included Colleen McCullough's Angel, Adam Foulds' The Quickening Maze and Daphne Du Maurier's The Glass Blowers.
Friends have also recommended I read Vernon God Little and Northanger Abbey (along with Agatha Christie and PG Wodehouse). I'm not really in the mood for Wodehouse right now though. Do you guys have any other recommendations? I'm averaging about a book a day at the moment, and have very little else to do (well, I have been watching Prison Break), so all recommendations would be extremely welcome.