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.
Somehow the end of the year is here. And we're all here. And I still feel like placing this post in this space. So I shall. With gratitude and a certain wistful hope. For us all. But especially for these books, the people that walk them, their words, and their creators. (listed in the order in which I read them) Hook, Line, and Sinker by Tessa Bailey The Perfect Crimes of Marian Hayes by Cat Sebastian You Were Made to Be Mine by Julie Anne Long Impossible by Sarah Lotz Book Lovers by Emily Henry Nettle & Bone by T. Kingfisher The Bodyguard by Katherine Center The Worst Guy by Kate Canterbary Fire Season by K.D. Casey Husband Material by Alexis Hall Love in the Time of Serial Killers by Alicia Thompson Heartbreaker by Sarah MacLean Love on the Brain by Ali Hazelwood Lore Olympus, Vol. 3 by Rachel Smythe Greywaren by Maggie Stiefvater The Unselected Journals of Emma M. Lion, Vol. 6 by Beth Brower Daniel Cabot Puts Down Roots by Cat Sebastian Scattered Showers
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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