Friday, April 30, 2010

Friday Night Book Porn: Pages from the Easton Press Catalog

Book porn: (n) Photographs and descriptions that exploit the nerd's natural lust for the physical beauty of reading material. Such material is deemed highly dangerous to one's sanity . People under the influence have been known to max out their library cards, spend their food money on paperbacks and exhaust their friends and loved ones with "wish lists"
If someone you love suffers from book porn addiction, understand that there is no cure.
Just give them what they want.
Books are luxurious. People in the past thought so, and people today know it without knowing they know it (I know, right?).

TV shows and movies show mansions with handsomely paneled, richly carpeted libraries filled with marvelous leather-bound books and even the most illiterate people associate such a scene with being disgustingly rich.

Houses in real estate magazines often tout built-in bookshelves as one of their best features but it pisses me off that most of those bookshelves will be crowded with knick-knacks and pictures because nobody in the house reads!

What happened to the good, old-fashioned display of wealth and learning? Where have all the book snobs gone? When did we forget that a crackling fireplace must be surrounded floor to ceiling with the golden lines of classic and important titles?

There is one company that understands me and I get their catalog every month: Easton Press.
Feast your eyes, people:

You can subscribe to certain series (The 100 Greatest Books Ever Written series, for example) and you get a book in the mail for $39.95 per month plus shipping and handling (prices for other series vary). So, you don't have to be that rich, but you do have to be richer than I currently am.

When I have behaved myself and met certain goals for the month, I like to buy one as a reward. So far, I own 3-yes, 3- Easton Press books: Moby Dick, The Three Musketeers and Great Expectations. Hopefully, I can get Gulliver's Travels this month. Or Madame Bovary. Or Dante's Inferno.

Once I have amassed a good collection- like this remarkable person here, I will take up pipe smoking and a faux British accent and spend my evenings swirling cognac in a crystal glass, my ridiculously hot trophy husband by my side.

It's so important to have goals in life.

5 comments:

Jessica said...

I hate, hate, hate Easton Press. When I see their books I just want to order them all grrrrrrrrrrr
Drat and double drat how I wish I could afford them.

sharazad said...

I find I can usually dig up something to sell if I really want an Easton Press book.

Like one of my kidneys.

Jason said...

Well I discovered their books 2 months ago... Now I am 15 books richer and $600 poorer... and not one regret :)

@ Sharazad, Pipe smoking was the exact image I had when reading these books.

John C. said...

I have always preferred the higher end Franklin Library books over the Easton Press. It is the small detals in the binding that set them apart.

Jon Martin said...

I love these books. I'm trying to buy some now. Top quality stuff and real classy looking. After spending $500 to $800 a semester on books in grad school, $65ish feels cheap, especially for books I actually want.

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