So the lovely Tundra Books recently issued these utterly swoonworthy paperback editions of L.M. Montgomery's Anne of Green Gables series, and I literally cannot look away. This is a series that is very near and dear to my heart as my mother read them all aloud to me as a girl, but which strangely I've never really set about collecting pretty editions of (or even matching ones). I know. I shock myself. And it seems they may only be available in Canada at present. But these? These are the ones, guys.
I haven't wanted to talk about this. With anyone. But I think I probably need to. That like Georgina, I need to use my words to break the curse. I think that like Sam, I need to believe in my cure. So I'm going to talk about it here, and maybe you can help. Since pandemic type things got real in my neck of the woods, I haven't been able to read. I haven't been able to reread . This has (and I am not exaggerating) never happened to me before in my life. I know it happens frequently to most everyone. And I have certainly always been a mood reader. It's not in any way uncommon for me to drift from book to book, from shelf to shelf in my library, until I land upon the right thing. But that drifting tends to occur over the course of a few hours. Not ever does it occur over the course of a few days or, God forbid, weeks. I feel like I'm losing my mind. And, yes, I am fully aware of where this problem likely rates on the triviality scale in the current scheme of
LOVE LOVE LOVE x100000
ReplyDeleteOMG, I need these. Those are beautiful - the colors especially! Wow.
ReplyDeleteBest. Covers. Ever.
ReplyDeleteRight? I mean, yeah.
ReplyDeleteNeed is the word. I'm suddenly stalking Canadian booksellers.
ReplyDeleteThey really are. I need them on my shelves ASAP.
ReplyDeleteOoooooooo...I think I need these. Immediately!
ReplyDeleteI know! So beautifully designed.
ReplyDeleteI really really need these.
ReplyDeleteOMG! I need these, but I just got the collection with the old covers!! GAH!
ReplyDeleteThey're perfect.
ReplyDeleteOh no! Sigh. I hate it when I do that. Unknowingly, of course. But still.
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