Continuing last week’s emphasis on the now cliched vampire romance genre, we saw yet another copy of Twilight, and yet another hideous Charlaine Harris cover, this time on Dead to the World. The designer could take a cue from Kelly Link’s first two collections, which feature creepy but beautiful covers painted by Shelley Jackson. When we saw a young woman reading Stranger Things Happen, we had to restrain ourselves from squealing and accosting her to demand if she’d gotten to “The Girl Detective” yet.
More on what New York commuters are reading after the jump.
As thrilling as it is when we see some one reading one of our favorite books on the subway, using your commute to commune with the classics is equally impressive: The Mill On the Floss by George Eliot reminded us we have yet to take a stand in the ongoing literature/gender debate.
More often than fine fiction, we see practical tomes on the subway: Manage Your Time and The 7 Habits of Highly Effective People were in the same car on the F train. Our tip for managing your time and being highly effective? Avoid the F train. Especially after May 31st.
Also spotted: Postmortem by Patricial Cornwell, Everybody Poops The Big Necessity: Adventures in the World of Human Waste by Rose George, and a couple of folks who’d rather not just see the movie reading 2001: A Space Odyssey by Arthur C. Clarke (is that out of print? seriously?), and Nick Hornby’s High Fidelity.