For the person interested in books and book collecting, this memoir has less to offer than its precursor: Memoirs of a Book Snake. Nonetheless, there is a lot to enjoy here and the connection Meyer draws between the magic he finds in books and magic, more generally, is well-put and aptly rendered. I would have liked more description of his own collection, but this is a quibble that speaks to my own interests and reflects less upon the book itself. I would more highly recommend the first of Meyer's volumes, but the two make handsome companion pieces on a bookshelf, designed to mimic one another.