Can you believe February is already over? It feels like only yesterday I was ringing in the new year with some bad singing and even worse dancing. The summer is over, March is upon us. This past week has been insanely busy, with live music protests, Wheeler Centre events, a music festival and associated sideshows, and, possibly my favourite, seeing the fabulous and funny film director John Waters deliver a monologue last night at Hamer Hall about all things filthy. He has a book due out later this year, Role Models, and excerpts are already available online. Waters spoke all too briefly about his extensive book collection – art books and film novelizations his specialty – and offered his sage and perennial advice:

If you go home with somebody and they don’t have books, don’t fuck ‘em.

This week another of the Carson McCullers‘ set I’ve started collecting arrived from France, this week it was Clock Without Hands, which of course I reviewed a few weeks ago. As I mentioned, the covers are of a simple typographical design, with a large black and white photograph of McCullers on the back flap of the dust jacket. Along with the most recent Penguin Modern Classic editions of her works, these hardcovers are probably the most appealing I’ve seen, I’ll be sure to post more photos of them once the collection expands.