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Dupa o sa saptamana nu prea buna (gripa, lucru, oboseala), ieri a fost o zi fastuoasa: am extras de la Posta Romana anumite pachete cu carti, in contul cumparaturilor pe care mi-as fi dorit sa le fac la Gaudeamus. Iata mormanul:

N-am reusit sa fac o poza mai putin miscata, monumentul se tot prabusea inainte sa-l pozez. Titlurile, de sus in jos:

* Alte tarmuri, prima antologie editata de SRSFF (thanks bujold 🙂 )
* Peter F. Hamilton, Disfunctia realitatii, Nemira, 2009 (3 volume)
* George R. R. Martin, Festinul ciorilor, Nemira, 2009 (2 volume)
* Robin Hodd, Ucenicul asasinului, Nemira, 2009
* Philip Roth, Pastorala americana, Polirom, 2009
* Jose Louis Peixoto, Nici o privire, Polirom, 2009
* Jonathan Coe, Ploaia inainte sa cada, Polirom, 2009
* Stephen Donaldson, Blestemul nobilului Foul, Nemira, 2009
* Suzanne Collins, Sfidarea, Nemira, 2009
* Nicolas Mosley, Monstri plini de speranta, Vellant, 2009
* George Lazar, Ingerul pazitor, Millenium Press, 2009
* Doru Stoica, Intre bariere, Millenium Press, 2009
* HNU (ed.) Millenium Fantasy & Science Fiction 2 – Sase ani de fictiuni, Millenium Press, 2009
* Bruce Sterling (ed.), Cyberpunk, Millenium Press, 2008
* Michael Haulica (ed.), Dansand pe Marte si alte povestiri fantastice, Millenium Press, 2009
* John Joseph Adams (ed.), Taramurile pustiite. Povesti ale apocalipsei, Nemira, 2009
* Margaret Atwood, Femeia-oracol, Leda, 2009
* Carlos Ruiz Zafon, Jocul ingerului, Polirom, 2009
* Jose Saramago, Omul duplicat, Polirom, 2009
* Varujan Vosganian, Cartea soaptelor, Polirom, 2009
* Niall Edworthy, Petra Cramsie, Ghidul optimistului. Ghidul pesimistului, Nemira, 2009
* Jean Claude Bologne, Istoria Cuceririi Amoroase, Nemira, 2009

Partea cea mai frumoasa este ca toate titlurile de la Nemira au fost gratis; meritul pentru prilejul de-a da aceasta gaura in bugetul editurii le revine domnilor Vlad Puescu si Sorin Manica, generosi inventatori de concursuri. Le multumesc pe-aceasta cale celor doi si ii asigur de interesul meu nestirbit pentru noi si noi ocazii de-a obtine astfel de foloase 🙂

Voi avea deci destule carti pe care sa le rontai la gura sobei in vacanta de iarna. Va fi un masacru!

P.S.: Am ales si o poezie pentru sambata asta:

The Land of Story-Books

by Robert Louis Stevenson

At evening when the lamp is lit,
Around the fire my parents sit;
They sit at home and talk and sing,
And do not play at anything.

Now, with my little gun, I crawl
All in the dark along the wall,
And follow round the forest track
Away behind the sofa back.

There, in the night, where none can spy,
All in my hunter’s camp I lie,
And play at books that I have read
Till it is time to go to bed.

These are the hills, these are the woods,
These are my starry solitudes;
And there the river by whose brink
The roaring lions come to drink.

I see the others far away
As if in firelit camp they lay,
And I, like to an Indian scout,
Around their party prowled about.

So when my nurse comes in for me,
Home I return across the sea,
And go to bed with backward looks
At my dear land of Story-books.