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So I went to the Times Warehouse Sale...

Been busy of late (which is why I'm blogging and doing my laundry at 3am), but I did manage to take time off to visit the Times Warehouse Sale. I couldn't resist... I blame mum.

Loads of good books to be had for RM8 each, which I don't know is a good thing or a bad thing.

Anyway, managed to drag myself away with:
  1. The Viceroy of Ouidah by Bruce Chatwin
  2. Ten Novels and Their Authors by W. Somerset Maugham
  3. number9dream by David Mitchell
  4. Literary Occasions: Essays by V.S. Naipaul
  5. The Tiger in the Well by Philip Pullman
  6. The Book That Changed My Life edited by Diane Osen
  7. Sideways by Rex Pickett
  8. Women of the Silk by Gail Tsukiyama
  9. The Language of Threads by Gail Tsukiyama
  10. Just a Geek by Wil Wheaton

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  1. Get The Samurai's Garden if you can (it was also available at the sale). It's Tsskiyama's better book.

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  2. Thanks Sympozium! But I already have it.

    Funny story about that actually. I bought it at Kinokuniya (RM50+) on the Friday that the Payless sale started. (A gift for gf.) On Saturday when I went to the Payless sale, I saw it being sold for RM12. Here it's only RM8.

    Sheesh. Someone's laughing at me from up there.

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  3. good choices, ted

    jealous of the naipual and the maugham. you will love 'the viceroy of ouidah'.

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  4. I'm very much looking forward to reading the Naipaul book. I did a quick glance through and it looks like a very interesting read!

    I managed to read through the first essay in the Maugham one: "The Art of Fiction". I thought his views were a little outdated (something about there only being two viewpoints in fiction - first-person and omniscient) but it was still an interesting read.

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