Let's cut right to the chase. I love Christmas with the unrestrained joy and optimism of a child. I make no effort to hide my enthusiasm, and openly invite the derision of those jaded types who choose to gently poke fun at my over-the-top love of the season of giving. I also love the work of P.G. Wodehouse whose writing style is a thing of great craftsmanship and beauty, whose humor is undeniable. So.... how do I make these two loves work together for a little holiday happiness? The Twelve Days of Wodehouse. The Overlook Press has been kind enough to partner with me for twelve days of Wodehouse giveaways from December 1-12. Just check back each day to see what the featured title of the day is, and enter. Every day if you want. Really. Because if you love Wodehouse or you want to love Wodehouse, you want the editions from The Overlook Press for the following reasons:
"On the 25th anniversary of Wodehouse's death, Overlook embarks on a program of handsomely packaged full-cloth editions of his novels, arguably the finest editions of the master ever published.Fans devoted to the master of comic fiction P.G. Wodehouse are legion. He represents an antic high point in the world of farce and social satire. Best known for the creation of two fictional worlds based on Blandings Castle and the Wooster-Jeeves gentleman-valet duo, Wodehouse is appreciated the world over for his exceedingly clever send-ups of the idle rich in Edwardian England.
With each volume edited and reset and printed on Scottish cream-wove, acid-free paper, sewn and bound in cloth, these novels are elegant additions to any Wodehouse fan's library."
Enough said. Hope to see you on Tuesday for the first day of Wodehouse.
And just a quick couple of shots of book lust. Folio Society is offering these glimpses into English upper class eccentricity with these two Nancy Mitford editions. You either like them or you don't, but I find Mitford's novels a delicious bit of cotton candy.
Holiday delights on Thursday, another section of family for turkey redux yesterday, the fun was never ending! But now the dishes are done, the extra wine glasses stowed away, and I will be in a state of slothful bliss today goofing off in pajamas and reading The Song Is You by Arthur Phillips. What are you reading in the Sunday Salon?
