A conspiracy of moon-worshippers? That's fabulous, and I want in.

Shakespeare as secret bard of the Moon is way more awesome than anything Roland Emmerich could come up with.

(There's a secret history of A Midsummer Night's Dream waiting in there somewhere . . .)

If I visited this bookshop, you'd probably need a crowbar to get me out.

They're where I find books I didn't know existed and generally need.

Hope you're feeling better today.

Thanks. I'm hurting less, but coughing more. I have no idea how this works.