I spent the weekend in Denver visiting my parents. Amazingly enough I only finished 2 books: Prentice Alvin by Orson Scott Card and The Shadow of the Sun by Ryszard Kapuscinski. Prentice Alvin is the third in his Alvin Maker series, a series of fantasy novels about an America that could have been. It was a fairly light read but enjoyable. The Shadow of the Sun is a fantastic collection of essays about the things he saw in Africa as a reporter from the late 50s to mid 90s. It really made me want to go there to experience some of these things, but also made me realize I'm far too much of a wuss to do so on my own. I hope I wouldn't be one of the Americans who goes and only sees the touristy safe things, but I also know that I wouldn't last long there on my own.[quotes]

My parents and I did some book shopping in Denver's used bookstores (and The Tattered Cover, which if it carried used books would definitely give Powells a run for its money). Some are being shipped to me, but the ones I brought home today are as follows:
Steve Erickson - Tours of the Black Clock
Joanna Russ - The Female Man
Iain Banks - Canal Dreams
John Garnder - Grendel
Daniel Pinkwater - Uncle Boris in the Yukon
posted by Kristin Buxton at 8:22 PM