Monday, November 3, 2008

Mailbox Monday

I used to receive books in the mail on a fairly regular basis, first from book "clubs" (when I felt OK about spending money on brand-new books... no longer), then from BookCrossing trades, and then from publishing companies and authors wanting me to review their books. All those sources have pretty much dried up (for now), but I do still receive rented audio books. These two came in the mail on Friday:

Jeeves and the Song of Songs A collection of Jeeves short stories, including: The Inferiority Complex of Old Sippy; The Kid Clementina; Indian Summer of an Uncle; The Yuletide Spirit; and The Impending Doom

Dearly Devoted Dexter "Dexter Morgan has been under considerable pressure. In trying to avoid the deep suspicions of the dangerous Sergeant Doakes-who believes Dexter is a homicidal maniac (which, of course, he is)-Dexter has had to slip further into his foolproof domestic disguise. While not working as a blood spatter analyst for the Miami Police Department, he now spends nearly all his time with his girlfriend, Rita, and her two children. But how long can Dexter play Kick the Can instead of Slice the Slasher? How long before his Dark Passenger forces him to drop the charade of family life and let his inner monster run free? In trying times, opportunity knocks. A particularly nasty psychopath is cutting a trail through Miami-a man who "slices and dices and leaves vegetables behind." Dexter’s dark appetite is revived, but it’s not until his nemesis, Sergeant Doakes, is abducted that Dex can finally throw himself headlong into the search for a new plaything. Unless, of course, his plaything finds him first..." Yes, I started this series by watching the tv show first, and no, my daughter is not named after him.


Wendi B. - Wendi's Book Corner ~ Rainy Day Reading in Seattle said...

Oh!! My SIL loves this show, and has been looking for the books! :)


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Marcia said...

Thank you for stopping by the 'mailbox' this week. Don't despair of not having books to share. You're always welcome at the 'mailbox'. There are weeks when my mailbox is empty but my wish list grows and grows.