Leather chair: A novel, for the ages.
This is the first novel in a series of six that begins with “The Leather Chair.”
It is a novel about a chair that you can sit on.
It’s made of wood.
It has a leather-covered seat.
It comes with a built-in armrest.
And, as if all that wasn’t enough, it has a built in chair wheel.
I love that.
I loved it.
It also features a story, “The Wood Chair,” in which the character, James, is a leather chair salesman.
The protagonist, James Wood, is the guy who goes around talking about how he is a real estate agent.
“He is the one who will buy the best wood chairs and will sell the worst,” he says.
And he is also the guy whose business partner, the lovely and well-spoken Miss Jane, gets in trouble for buying chairs.
“James and Miss Jane are married,” James says.
“They are having a child.
The child is going to be named James Wood.”
But James doesn’t have any children, and Jane, who loves wood chairs, decides to get married to James.
“And I say, well, we should go and have a baby,” James replies.
“Because I love wood chairs,” Jane replies.
So, James and Jane get married, and they have a daughter named Jane, but she is too young to remember anything about her father.
They do their best to remember the father of their child, James.
But then the father dies, and so James and Miss Jones get married again.
And so on.
The story is so intricate and layered that the book can’t be told in just a few sentences.
It takes an entire novel to really understand what’s going on in this world.
And then, of course, there’s “The Room.”
This book is a love letter to the leather chair.
It is full of love letters, all over the place, from the people who work at the leather chairs, the people at the furniture store that makes the chairs, and the people in the factory who make the leather.
“The room is a home of love,” James writes.
“It’s a place where people come to escape, and I love it.
I am a person of love.
I like it.
But I also have a problem.
I hate it.
And the problem is I can’t stand the fact that I am not happy.”
So, when I read the book, I felt like I was inside a leather recliner.
It was a cozy, luxurious recliner with a chair wheel and a leather upholstered seat, with the owner of the leather furniture store (the one I like best, anyway) as my recliner master.
And all of the furniture is made of leather.
The book is also filled with love letters to leather chairs.
And love letters from people who like leather chairs to leather furniture.
And finally, there is the story of James, who was always a realist about furniture, and who knows how many leather chairs he has sold.
But this is an important book.
And this is the book that I really needed to read to get my head around what it was all about.
I’m also so happy that it’s finally available in paperback.
The first edition was $2.99, and then a second edition was priced at $3.99.
I have not yet read the third edition.
I know that there is more to come.