No, it's not your imagination. You HAVE seen that show before...on your bookshelf.

It seems that television executives are taking the silver screen's lead and turning literature into prime-time entertainment.

Sure, we already had Sex and the City and Dexter, (Disclaimer: I haven't read the books these shows are based on. Yet.) but this year, I've counted at least eight shows on the lineup, including NBC's new brainchild, Crusoe. And that's not including the shows that now have their own book series. Cross-marketing galore.

As a kid, I loved The Life and Strange Surprising Adventures of Robinson Crusoe, of York, Mariner: Who lived Eight and Twenty Years all alone in an un-inhabited Island on the Coast of America, near the Mouth of the Great River of Oroonoque; Having been cast on Shore by Shipwreck, where in all the Men perished but Himself. With An Account how he was at last as strangely deliver'd by Pyrates. (How do you like THAT title, Dave?) So it's exciting to see it on screen, especially since television now has the big budgets and special effects gurus that will do the story justice.

I'm also looking forward to NBC's Merlin, which is described as a 21st-century retelling of the Arthur myths. They can't possibly mess this one up, can they?

Now if they'd only make Garth Nix's Sabriel into a television show, I'd be a happy girl.