Everybody knows how to claim their free Frappuccino, right? The Seattle Public Library is bribing “adult readers” (doesn’t that sound gross?) with $4 Starbucks gift cards, for the painless price of slogging through three books between the beginning of June and the end of August. I claimed mine yesterday, with one excellent novel (Steve Stern’s The Angel of Forgetfulness), one lightweight grad-school nostalgia trip (Lucasta Miller’s The Brontë Myth), and one disappointing faux-Victorian lesbian thriller (Sarah Waters’s Affinity—skip it and read Fingersmith instead). I can’t wait for my Frappuccino—frozen coffee being the only thing you should ever purchase at Starbucks, even if you’re using fake library cash.