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Read this now, this means me (and you).

Here's the most egregious example of my seeming inability to read books I own:

Those are the three most recent installments of Jane Haddam's superlative Gregor Demarkian mystery series. I love these books so much that I always preorder them as soon as they're announced. The most recent, Wanting Sheila Dead, arrived yesterday, on its release day. But have I managed to read the previous two? No. Ridiculous. (For the record, I have read the first twenty-two books in the series, so it's not that crazy of me to preorder these sight unseen. Besides, I want to support the author.)

So. I'm going to read these. Really. And you should too. It's the best contemporary mystery series no one's ever heard of. I really don't know why they don't get more buzz. They're practically perfect, and only get better as the series goes on, which is really rare for such a long-running series. Usually the quality declines. (I'm looking at you, Lilian Jackson Braun.) I think I've managed to collect all 25, and I've been meaning to reread them in order. Maybe once I finish these three, I'll go back to the beginning and blog the whole series.