Looking over the week’s posts, I wanted to note that I completed Norrell/Strange last night, so I guess I read it in about a week, something like that. What a delightful book. If you, like me, had trouble reading Harry Potter at first because it was essentially too thin for you, lacked referential sinew and such, Ms. Clarke’s got your goods.

Strangely, after consulting digital purchasing records, I can find no evidence that I ever owned a paper-and-ink copy of the book, despite my clear memories of it on the shelf. I am most inclined to pursue a copy.

Between this and the missing Gibsons I think perhaps I should just drop a wad of cash in my friend the book dealer’s lap and let him do the legging.