Coincidence wow

So I went into Borders with full intention of buying a Laurie King, one of my very guilty pleasures. For the uninitiated, Laurie King is so far, the only worthy successor to Conan Doyle in resurrecting Holmes. Through her, Holmes is now Mr. Senior Citizen Holmes, married to a very young, but very brilliant mathematician and theologist. And so it goes...

My bookshelf, Bert, has not been aging gracefully, too many chick lits have surreptiously found their way onto his shelves and he has been scowling with disapproval. Seeing as he is plonked right in front of my bed, every morning, I awaken to a scowling bookshelf who is overdosing on panicky young women, who fall in love with Mr. Right, and eventually ends up together with him, but in a very roundabout way that takes about 300 pages to get there.

So I had to find him some Good Fiction, to make my Scowly Bert a Happy Bert.

Anyway, I went in with the full intention of buying ONE Laurie King novel, and just one considering the state of my bank account these days, and I naturally came out with three. (In my defense, I spent many stressful minutes prancing around Borders with five books in arms trying to decide which one to leave behind, and I left out an Alexander McCall Smith and Joan Didions, books which one day will find their way to Bert.)

Mmmm.. i digress alot.

Anyway, so I came out with Neil Gaiman's collection of short stories Fragile Things, and Julian Barnes' latest novel, Arthur and George. In a strange twist of events, I wanted ONE Holmes book, but I ended up with THREE (and this I did not know as I walked out of Borders a poorer but happier girl).

The first short story in Gaiman's book, was one of Holmes, the Arthur in Arthur and George is about Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, and Laurie King's book was obviously durrrh... about Holmes.

Freaky? Or not?