I really like Book Days at the shop. You can hear the faint cry of, “Books, books,
books” as I move through the store with my little red wagon overfilled with priced
books ready to go on the shelves.
I’m no librarian. I
wish I had been. But I’ve been reading
all my life, and I am semi cognizant of the current literary trends. Not that I read them, I’m ashamed to say, as
my brain fails when faced with horror.
No Steven King for me. I note
John Grisham is on top of the New York Times Best seller list. John Connelly is number two.
The changes in that best seller list amuse me. We still have hardbounds, but we don’t just
have the standard paperbacks any more.
Most newer paperback books that I see fall in the “trade” size. I am told the older size is being phased
out. I keep hoping that the smaller
sizes will keep coming in for a while longer as they are the books that fit on
my circular rack.
We still have children’s books too, but I am ashamed to say
that they don’t sell well. Except
now. We have one lady who buys them all
and donates them to Navy Relief. The
rest of the year, they just sit there gathering dust until I mark them all down
to fifty cents. That’s an awful thing to
do to Huck Fin.
We also get Graphic Books…just a few. I find them interesting, but I confess that I’ve
never read one. Few books on disc…but we
get requests. What we do get in quantity
are the self-help books and cookbooks.
Self-help volumes have a tendency to thinness. These small books can all fit on one
shelf. Not so the cookbooks. We have a huge number of cookbooks and more
come in every day. Most sell quickly.
The ones that are selling from the New York Times best seller
list are not the ones I sell. I cheer on
every sale. As an out of control
cookbook lover, you know I feature the new ones on a special rack. “Looky here.
Here’s the newest,” the rack tells them.
The little old ladies who sit on my metal chairs and read cook books, no
longer cook. That’s what they tell me.
But they read. And
too, they give books of all types as Christmas presents. I really appreciate every one of them. So today I will go fill up the shelves
anew. Achoo…..while loving every
moment. I don’t think any other
volunteer is as lucky as I am.
This chicken enters the library and goes up to the librarian and says ... "Book, book, book". The librarian hands her a book and she leaves and then returns an hour later, brings the book back and says ... "Book, book, book". She repeats this 3 times. Then the librarian decides to follow the chicken. She goes to the pond in the park and she hands the book to a frog and he replies ...... "Reddit, Reddit".
ReplyDeleteOh funny.....
ReplyDeleteI'm going back to my books shortly. Visiting friends first. First things first, they say.
ReplyDeleteI often worry about stunning authors we will never read because they do not achieve a high place in the sales promotion. Of course Grishom's first novel almost missed getting published. People buy cookbooks because they think that will make them a better cook...ha! I was a librarian and loved being surrounded by the books on subjects I could not even read.
ReplyDeleteWhen you look at a list of ten books someone has chosen as their favorites, you wonder when you would ever have time to read them, right.
ReplyDeleteYou are totally amazing.
ReplyDeleteLove George's joke:)
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