You know what I want? I want a copy of Colette's Gigi that isn't stuck in a collection alongside The Cat, or Julie de Carneilhan and Chance Acquaintances, 'cause let's face it: those stories are depressing as hell. Why hasn't anyone published Gigi by itself since the seventies? Wouldn't it make a lovely Dover Thrift edition? Colette died in 1954, so the copyright should have lapsed by now, right?

This question has bothered me enough to e-mail Dover and ask if they have any plans in that direction. We'll see what they say.

Note: However, in Dover's defense, I see that this week they're releasing a copy of What Katy Did, which is a nice choice. I hate the cover art, but that's a post for another day. (Maybe tomorrow, if I let myself get worked up enough about it.)

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