We are moving. I am consequently prepared to dump a lot of my author copies of books, and am therefore doing a Postage Sale. You pay postage, I send you a signed copy of the book(s) you ask for. You must respond on this entry at Livejournal or you will not get a book no matter how nicely you ask. Mass markets are $7 each. Trades are $12 each. This is somewhat steep, but so, I’m afraid, is international postage. It doesn’t get cheaper if you buy a bunch of…
Having now re-read the book and re-watched both the BBC miniseries and the Kiera Knightley film, I must say… …both productions really did a stupendous job of adapting the novel. Differently, obviously, because the BBC had 6 hours and the film 2, but really, I think they both did really, really well. Huge amounts of side-story were cut for the film, but the basic story came through intact, and I liked Knightley’s Elizabeth as much as I liked Ehle’s. And I’m *awfully* fond of Matthew Macfayden (if Panzer & Davis…
Do I think he said it? Probably not. But you know what? Sometimes what could have been is worth more than what is.
We have a baby book called “Time for Christmas”, starring Duck and Goose. It has rather charming paintings, each depicting a wonderful, fun activity–building snow forts, making snow angels, having snowball fights, skating on the frozen pond, sledding, etc– –and the text for every page is “It is NOT time for sledding/skating/building snow forts”, until finally you get to the last page and it’s TIME FOR CHRISTMAS. What kind of stupid book tells children not to play? Because that’s what this does, as far as I’m concerned. And no, I…