Since gifts inevitably and wonderfully mean new books. (Also, when it comes to books, I feel like there’s not that much of a difference between a horde and a hoard.)
Two pocket-sized, appropriately wintry, deliciously fully-cloth-bound-with-color-plate volumes of adorable. (Am I gushing too obviously? They really are that adorable, though.)
Neil Gaiman‘s Odd and the Frost Giants – didn’t even know it had finally been issued in a hardback edition! I spotted these for 50% off at Barnes and Nobles when snooping around with Kakaner and a couple of other friends, and predictably, both Kakaner and I ended up snagging copies.
Philip Pullman’s Once Upon a Time in the North – I love these little additions to the His Dark Materials universe. The actual story included in the last volume, Lyra’s Oxford, wasn’t too impressive (though it did hint at some awfully interesting sequel possibilities), but the presentation is impossible to resist – cloth binding, woodcut illustrations, fold-out maps and inserted postcards full of sneaky references for the HDM-obsessed… Books with personality and foldy-slidey bits, yes please.
I’ve been wanting to read the original Books of Magic for ages, having only sampled one or two later issues from the series, by way of The Books of Faerie. But just from that, I really like what I’ve seen so far of Timothy Hunter’s personality. Bespectacled teen Brit wizard who is angry and confused without being annoying about it, what.
Aaand, Kage Baker’s The Women of Nell Gwynne’s. James-Bondian steampunk mystery romp ahoy – I can’t wait to melt my brain with this.
Also, did I mention that Kakaner got me a signed, limited hardcover of FreakAngels volume 3? I am not worthy.