I saw Stardust with
And then we went to Chapters and I bought The Spiderwick Chronicles. Um, all of them. I admit that at least part of my motivation for dropping fifty-five bucks on a series of books was due to the fact that they are pretty, pocket-size hardbacks that you rarely see anymore.
I love me my three-day weekends. Tomorrow morning I will clean, and then I will go and meet
But right now I am going to read the first book of The Spiderwick Chronicles, because it's pretty and well-reccommended, and also only 107 pages long, so.
It has a map in the front. Have I mentioned that I have a general weakness for books with maps in the front? Or family trees. Or timelines. All three, and I'm doomed. (I blame YOU, Mercedes Lackey. YOU.) I drew a map (okay, BSed-in-Photoshop a map) of the Riverwend Academy grounds a week ago, and I pinned it up on the wall and I sort of hate it now, despite the fact that it is pretty accurate, I just don't like the style. When I made it I was mostly occupied with just, getting it done so I could, er, show it to my mother, but now I'm looking at it and wanting to re-do it. (Dad, who makes maps all the time, saw me taping it together, and came over, and looked down at it - for it is sad and crude and rudimentary - and shook his head and made "tut-tut" noises and said "Have you none of my genes at ALL?" Whereupon I scowled at him and pointed out that map-making was probably not hereditary.)
Anyway, now I am going.