Recently, I was annoyed to discover that the last six books I’ve wanted to purchase are all out of print. One is by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, the creator of Sherlock Holmes, and a man whose works I would have figured to never see the end of print. Another tome, related to my recent surge of interest in the Great Detective and his author, is a famous collection of essays. A third book is on dinosaurs and paleontology, written in the 1970′s –a seminal piece highly regarded by many experts. The final three are an anthology of Soviet science fiction, a retrospective on the life and art of Alfred Hitchcock, and a volume on the medieval and cultural history of Brittany, France. What do all these books have in common?
