Books, excerpts, etc.



Excerpt from:

Island of The Sequined Love Nun
by
Christopher Moore
(website: www.chrismoore.com)


Tuck was dumbfounded. She wasn't a natural blonde. Her skin was dark and she had the high cheekbones of a Filipino. Long false eyelashes, bright red lipstick, but lines in the face that were a little too harsh, a jawline that was a little too square. The dress was tight around the chest and there was nothing but muscle. She wore a huge black medallion at her throat that looked as if it was made of animal fur. She needed a shave.

"I'm sorry," Tuck said. "I thought you were something---er, someone else."

Then the medallion turned its head and looked at him. Tuck let out an involuntary scream and jumped back. The medallion was wearing tiny rhinestone sunglasses. It squeaked at Tucker. It was the biggest bat he had ever seen, hanging there upside down with its wings folded.

"That's a bat!"

"Fruit bat, baby. Don't be scared. This Roberto. He no like the light. He like you, though." Roberto squeaked again. He had the face of a fox or perhaps a small dog--a shaven Pomeranian with wings. "I'm Kimi. What you name, baby?" Kimi extended his hand limply to shake or perhaps for a kiss.


He’s written a few other books: Practical Demonkeeping, Coyote Blue, and Bloodsucking Fiends. Kinda offbeat...but funny as hell!








Excerpt from:

The Pillow Book
by
Sei Shonagon


I now had a vast quantity of paper at my disposal, and I set out filling the notebooks with odd facts, stories from the past, and all sorts of other things, often including the most trivial material. On the whole I concentrated on things and people that I found charming and spendid, my notes are also full of poems and observations on trees and plants, birds and insects. I was sure that when people saw my book they would say, "It's even worse than I expected. Now one can really tell what she is like." After all, it is written entirely for my own amusement, and I put things down exactly as they came to me. . . .

As will be gathered from these notes of mine, I am the sort of person who approves of what others abhor and detests the things they like.


That was in the intro of a new book I picked up today (2-5-99) at Bahnes and Noble. The new book is called My Year of Meats, by Ruth L. Ozeki.


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