Okay, technically the title of this post is not exactly true, since Louise Penny has no idea who I am and we’ve never actually met. Still, her Inspector Gamache series is definitely responsible for the variety in my recent reading selections.
The series, which I may have mentioned over the past few months that I’ve read a time or two (or more), features an inspector, with (among other things) a fondness for books. He can periodically be found perusing the shelves at the local bookstore, selecting a slim volume of something, and settling down for a bit of a read. Not all of the books mentioned actually exist, but some of them do.
Naturally, curiosity prompted me to check a few of them out.
As I mentioned a while back in my Poetry and Prose post, Penny is a big fan of poetry and has incorporated bits and pieces in her stories. Margaret Atwood, Mike Freeman, and Ralph Hodgson are among the poets she’s mentioned in her author notes. During a recent visit to the local bookstore, I picked up Atwood’s, Morning in the Burned House, which is a source for some of the poetry for one of Penny’s characters, the drunk demented old poet Ruth. I spent an enjoyable afternoon reading through it, especially delighted when I found the bits and pieces that Penny had incorporated in her stories. Continue reading