Some more books that failed to make the cut.

No Place Like Home, by Fern Michaels. This is one
of Jane’s romance novels; she decided she didn’t want it. I don’t ask
questions.

Enemy Glory, by Karen Michalson. Bad fantasy. I
panned this some months ago.

Legs Benedict, by Mary Daheim. Failed humorous
mystery. At least, it didn’t tickle my funny bone.

The Big Nap, by Ayelet Waldman. Yet another
meant-to-be-funny stumble-around-’til-you-solve-it mystery. It was OK,
but I won’t miss it.

The Bad Beginning, by Lemony Snicket. Duplicate
copy.

How to Live with a Neurotic Dog, by Stephen Baker.
No, this isn’t a repeat; I found another copy. Why we had two copies, I
dunno. We used to have two dogs, but that seems like an insufficient
excuse.

Pooh and the Millenium, by John Tyerman Williams.
Subtitled, “In which the Bear of Very-Little Brain explores the Ancient
Mysteries at the Turn of the Century.” It was funny, I guess…but it’s
so 20th Century.

China Mountain Zhang, by Maureen F. McHugh. Lots
of people really like this book; sadly, I’m not one of them.

Midshipman Bolitho, by Alexander
Kent. Life in Nelson’s navy. It’s not Patrick
O’Brian, but it’s fun. This is a duplicate copy.

E=mc2, by David Bodanis. A book about Einstein
and his equation. This is a duplicate copy; again, I dunno how we ended
up with two of them. I’d be for getting rid of both, as I don’t expect
to read it again, but Jane thinks she’d like to read it.

L is for Lawless and M is for Malice, by Sue
Grafton. I’ve gone off Kinsey Millhone a bit, and while I don’t
intend to get rid of all of Grafton’s novels, these two hardcovers
simply take up too much room.

The Dolphins of Pern, by Anne McCaffery. Sigh. I
remember when a new Pern novel was an event. This one, however, was not.

A New Song, by Jan Karon.
Duplicate copy. Plus, it’s a hardcover, and I have all of the rest in
matching paperbacks.