A rainy stop in Brookline Booksmith “just to browse” always ends with me purchasing a handful of new tomes. I can’t help it; it’s a sick addiction–one I never want to be cured of, so don’t even try.

There’s nothing better than BB because every single time I’m in there, some patron inevitably asks a very random, vague question about some “book they heard was good about a guy, who wore a blazer…” or something equally cryptic, and without fail, whoever is asked says, “ah yes. I know what you’re talking about, follow me this way.”

I want to be that person. It’s incredible. And it’s why this is the greatest bookshop around.

Purchased on Thursday? Zot!: The Complete Black and White Collection 1987-1991 by Scott McCloud, John Waters’ Role Models (which I saw him promote on Bill Maher a few weeks back and became totally smitten with reading), The Witches by Roald Dahl (because it reminds me of childhood and I’m sure my mum has a copy somewhere in a box for me but I want to read it again immediately since he was such a master, a genius), and Paul Auster’s The New York Trilogy.

Which to tackle first, is the question?