I love books. I’ve always loved and been fascinated by them. Never have I really favored one publishing company over another. Plenty of them produce beautiful volumes that cause me to sigh and breathe deeply every time I dance along through a bookshop.
But lately I’ve realized I go for Penguins more than any when I just need something reliable. I go on a limb for pretty pages, enticing me with their colors and titles. But when I need a classic (my favorite kind of book), I go straight for Penguin. Like a good friend, Penguin’s always there for me. No matter how long we spend apart, it’s like no time has passed when we’re together again.
At the library yesterday (no, I certainly had no reason to check out 4 books when I already have stacks of unread novels at home), I discovered a Chekhov book of short stories that is part of a 20-book series called “Great Loves.” It’s a secret plot by Penguin to tempt me into buying the entire series. Plus the covers are mesmerizing, even hauntingly beautiful. Alas, I simply MUST have them all.
Luckily for me, I’m in no position to buy 20 books at this point, even when they each cost less than 4 pounds brand new. For now I must settle for A Russian Affair and pray that one day I’ll collect them all. Maybe next Valentine’s day they’ll be doing a special. Or better yet, here’s an inexpensive 20 gift ideas for Christmas 2011.
If you’re feeling intrigued yourself, hurry up and buy the series post-haste, before the sale on Penguin’s UK website ends: http://www.penguin.co.uk/static/cs/uk/0/pubsetpages/greatloves/index.html.