There’s something really irritating about discovering that books you
love are out of print. Even though used bookstores, and sites like Abebooks, Alibris and Powell’s
have made it pretty easy to find them, it sucks that the publishing
industry has given up on some great work from some great authors, while
books like M is for Murder and N is for No, Seriously, Murder and O is for Oh My God Someone Just Got Murdered
are readily available at every chain bookstore in the land. You might
say that there’s a good economic reason for this, to which I respond: I failed economics, bitches. So take that!
Here is the link.