Like an unwound clock
I had not planned to spend my evening on an unsuccessful quest for the preferred brand of cat sand in this house (I have obtained a substitute which the cats have keyn-ahora deigned to accept), but at least it put me in the same parking lot as Porter Square Books, which I used as an excuse to ask if they had a copy of Sarwat Chadda's City of the Plague God (2021), which I have wanted to read since its inauspicious release date and never got around to getting hold of. As a slight partisan of underworld gods, I expect I will argue with it to an equivalent degree, but I like the way it has a cuneiform line of Gilgamesh running along the bottom of every page. I do not like the vanishing act this month pulled, but a cat is asleep in my lap.
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A beautiful serendipity! I haven't heard of the store but a brief Google makes me immediately partisan (to borrow your word).
They are my local independent bookstore! I used to do readings there. I am very fond of them.
Well now I must also read this, which it turns out I can get for free with my temporary Kindle Unlimited free trial subscription.
Also serendipitous! I am enjoying it so far; it reminds me of a middle-grade version of the mythic fiction boom that I sort of grew up in the middle of.