From far, from eve and morning
After a complete and surprising failure to find anything by E.M. Forster in a used book store in the Boston area—I can only conclude he is beloved and never put up for sale—I gave up and bought A Room with a View (1908) from the Harvard Coop this afternoon; Maurice is next. Tomorrow, Eric and I see Låt den rätte komma in (2008) at the Kendall.
Happy birthday,
nineweaving!
Happy birthday,

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I've heard before from used booksellers (an uncle, for one) about certain authors being hard to find/not being sold often. The Beats, graphics novels, etc., are all ones I'd expect. P.G. Wodehouse, when I went looking one day, was equally difficult to find. But Forster? Color me surprised. I would have thought he was enough of a "Classic" at this point that the shelves would have been groaning with him. Hmm.
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That was my assumption. Either I picked a bad week or I'm going blind.