Last week I got our copy of the limited edition Castle Waiting Hardcover. With the stunning signed-and-numbered limited edition plate on the front page and the personalization for Paul and I and the awesome little drawing of Beardy Sister Peace and a cool placeholder ribbon with a little silver Castle charm on it and a special handstamped library card for Jain's library and the Jane Yolen introduction and the beautiful beautiful green binding and the cream color paper with deckled edges and the new color cover and the SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
It's been a number of years since I reread Castle Waiting from the beginning (BAD JANE) and it. is. so. good.
SO good. SO SO SO GOOD. Toe curlingly good. Even better to read it in such a beautiful package. The downsizing really didn't harm it at all. The reproduction is excellent, a tee-tee-tiny bit fuzzy on some pages, but not noticable unless you're looking really really closely. The only downside is that now I have no desire to go play in fairy-tale land when I'm done with Vogelein, because she's done everything I wanted to do, and done it ten or fifty times better than I could ever manage.
So. Um. If you don't have one, you need to go buy one. Like, now.
IT'S CALLED LET'S ALL THROW MONEY AT LINDA MEDLEY.
CAUSE GOD KNOWS SHE DESERVES IT.
YES I'VE HAD CAFFEINE TODAY WHY DO YOU ASK
I second that. The book is lovely, inside and out and that's not even taking into account the contents...as beautiful as the object is, the ideas and their execution are even better.
Sweet! Sol and I picked up the regular edition at the comics store shortly before they moved. It took us awhile to pick it up (backlog), and ... well ...
We've been scuffling over who gets to read it.
It presses all my librarian guilt buttons to keep a book from someone who wants to read it, though, so he can count on winning in the end.