Oh the planning that has been going on behind the scenes lately. The emails back and forth, the research, the reading of reviews...it's all so exciting! Tomorrow I set sail, so to speak, for England's green and pleasant land where I will be meeting up with The Heiress after tearfully parting ways just over one year ago. We have plans to tour castles and cathedrals, museums and galleries, stroll cobbles and lane ways, and if we darken the doorway of the odd tea room along the way then we couldn't be happier. Cross the threshold of a bookshop or seven, you bet. Which reminds me of a question...how do you browse a newly discovered bookshop? I start at the letter 'A' and look at every...single...book until I reach the last title in 'Z', this usually means that my long-suffering husband has time to search out a pub, order and consume a pint and browse some shops before returning to find me at 'N'.
Our cardigan girl, Verity, has resurfaced on one of her blogs to announce that she will be hosting a chat on November 15 of Mrs Palfrey at the Claremont by Elizabeth Taylor. I will be signing into a few hotels over the next several days and absolutely can not wait to find out what Mrs Palfrey was paying for her room sometime before 1971 when the book was first published. Poor thing didn't rip up half of London the way I plan to though.
And in other bookish news, I have ordered a copy of Friends and Relations by Elizabeth Bowen from The Book Depository. You can still catch the pre-order price over the next couple of weeks and if you need any inspiration click here for Book Snob's review. If her stunningly alluring writing style doesn't make you simply die with longing for a good read then nothing will. There's more! Not one hour ago, I discovered The Brickfield by L. P. Hartley is about to be reissued by John Murray Publishers and I just adore the cover art. It will be followed by the sequel My Fellow Devils next June so lots of time to get in on things. If you haven't yet discovered this author's wonderful writing then may I suggest The Hireling, which I enjoyed just a teensy bit more than The Go-Between, but both were fantastic.
So there you have it, I haven't been hiding under a rock but simply preoccupied and goodness knows my pea brain can only handle so many things at once. So England...plug in the kettle because I am on my way!