Happy Friday, all!
In between preschool graduation and trying to wrangle Alexander Hamilton into cooperating in my new book, I finally got around to one of the books I’ve been looking forward to: Garth Nix’s The Sinister Booksellers of Bath.
In this follow-up to The Left-Handed Booksellers of London, our heroine Susan must fight an ancient evil expressed through eighteenth century stone statues. These are the sort of books where you keep saying one more chapter because you absolutely need to know what the next twist will be and the next thing you know you’re at the end and you want to go right back to the beginning and read it again. (As an early modernist by training, it made me so happy that Grinling Gibbons provided a key plot point.)
So, of course, after finishing it, I had to go back and re-read The Left-Handed Booksellers of London because I realized how much of that first book I’d forgotten. It’s hard to think of good comparatives, but the closest would probably be Ben Aaronovitch’s Rivers of London series, with that same mix of casual erudition, snark, and ancient powers layered beneath the England we know.
What have you been reading this week?