Monday Mailbox #6

A friend of mine gave me a B&N gift card for my birthday last week. It burned a hole in my pocket like no one's business. Fortunately, there was a B&N relatively close by, and I was able to save the rest of the pocket. I bought two books (and still have like $5 left to spend on a future purchase):
I should have bought Rebecca ages ago. Like 15 years ago. I happen to love the film--it's part of a long-running inside joke with my mother and my grandmother. It wasn't until I got to college that I realized the way in which du Maurier was attempting to pawn off some Charlotte Brontë as her own, but I kind of don't even care. Sure, Edward Rochester and Maxim de Winter are shades of the same character, but so what? It's a good time.
This may be it for me buying books for myself for a little while. I have a whole large shelf of books that need to be read, and every time I buy a new book I wish I was going to read it before all of the others. Best to curb that, if only for a short while.

Just promise you will NOT, under ANY circumstance, read the sequel to Rebecca. It is hideous! Worse that hideous!
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There's a sequel to Rebecca D: *cue Psycho music*
ReplyDelete"I will make no promise of the kind, and I beg you not to importune me any further on the subject."
ReplyDeleteDearest Mama, You know that I abhor any other person's attempt to curb my reading. If I feel it merits reading, I'll read it. And perhaps I shall agree with your summation, but I have to come to that conclusion on my own.
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Nicole - it's just called Mrs. de Winter, and it was written in 1993 by Susan Hill. The reviews seem mixed - one either appreciates it as a fan-written follow-up (much like the sea of Pride & Prejudice sequels that one must wade through these days), or hates it. *shrug*
ReplyDeleteHey, I was just trying to save you 8 hours of bad literature. :-)
ReplyDelete8 hours? You could have saved me at least 80 hours of bad literature by taking me out of high school. Think of the possibilities. You and I, cheating a way through an online GRE, traversing the world of the 12-year-2-year degree, stocking up on Valencia gear together...
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