Bibliophiles come in all sorts of skin bindings, page palettes and an assortment of thicknesses and tallness. Gathering book people together happens when local folks organize to put on a book fair or festival. Those come in all sizes and genres too. Even the current First Librarian Lady gets into the gig with her big event on the Washington mall named the national Book Festival. For the past eight years, this event kicks off for the bow tie and formal gown bookies with Laura Bush inviting a host of authors - this final year including herself and her daughter, Jenna, to present works at various pavilions.On the other side of America, the 7th Annual West Hollywood Book Fair has 400 authors playing to an erudite, hipster laid back LA crowd in a park. In San Francisco, home of the West Coast cultured literati and big earthquakes comes the aptly named Litquake. Litquake morphs into Litcrawl then deigns to visit the outpost of Manhattan.
Book gatherings of this sort are manna for booklovers like me for the panel discussions. It affords the deeper understanding of author intent and displays the scope of detailed research that goes into penning book, be it a novel or footnoted seventh wonder of the nonfiction world. The other bonus is being around authors and seeing how their forceful writing may come from somebody who mumbles. Great stuff.

Science Fiction and Fantasy make for some of the greatest books ever written or read. The line divider from good book to great novel is the amount of an author's fired up imagination allowed to light great sparks in a reader's mind. Montana 


a knighted multi-millionaire songwriter chap named Paul McCartney after the tragic loss of his first wife and soul mate. That cantankerous coupling sank to the bottom of a spittoon of vitriol as accusations and courtroom theatrics supplied by the ex-Dancing With the Stars on one prosthetic leg contestant used publicity-seeking crocodile tears to weave a fantasy tale of being an abused and neglected wife. Her McCartney excited to get rid of the drama queen settlement of £24.3 million or almost $45 million dollars will not fill the hole in her 10 sizes to small heart. Heather Mills bragged, claimed, boasted that she would finally earn her philanthropic cred by donating most of her ill gotten marriage gains to Adopt-A-Minefield. She's an ex-donor promise keeper now.
Heather Mills
damn money. Because textbooks are must-haves, the cost of each of them increases as if the pages were dipped in gold leaf and their bindings were made from the gossamer wings of rare fairies and wood sprites. It is shameful and appalling. In some countries textbooks are shared commodities.

