I read Room by Emma Donaghue this week. It’s unfortunately a timely story – by which I mean that it’s unfortunate that we recently heard again of women being kidnapped and held for years. What makes this novel bearable is that the story is told from the perspective of a 5 year old boy, born during his mother’s captivity, who knows of nothing else. This keeps the story from rubbing the reader raw, but it’s still tragic and awful. I was fascinated to discover that she’s also written historical fiction – which I am not buying because I am getting ready to move and must not must not buy any more books. I recommended them to the library instead. I would dearly love to know what sort of algorithm the library uses to decide what to purchase.
This is an older article about the demise of Borders, but it was referenced on twitter recently and I think it’s worth examining what the successful bookstores have done to meet the changing market. I worked at Borders for years, and I have never really taken to Barnes and Noble – no matter how many coupons they send me. The successful stores I’ve seen lately have had either a mix of new and used books, or new books with tons of other gifty items.
Here are 8 signs you’re a book person. I score 8/8.
Glad to hear I’m in such august company on this one:
Sometimes in the middle of a conversation I just……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………
— Neil Gaiman (@neilhimself) May 17, 2013
Yeah.
I’m in a bit of a reading slump – lots going on in my life, so can’t sit down and focus. I have tons of options but I can’t fix on romance, or fantasy, or young adult, or history. Time for random trivia, I guess, so I’ve pulled this off the shelf – I have owned it for at least 10 years and have never read it all the way through.
Of course, I should be packing books, not reading them. Any book packing tips? The hard part is finding boxes the right size – a copy paper box full of books is too heavy to lift easily. I managed to part with a sizable stack last weekend, partially by convincing myself that it is ridiculous to own two sets of the collected works of Mark Twain.
While at the more literary minded of the two bookstores I sold books to, a very nice guy walked in with a bag full of John Sanford novels, which the owner made gentle fun of after he left. It had me thinking about what popular authors I will never read, ever. I’m clearly not a book snob, but James Patterson, who is at this point barely literate, tops out my DNF (did not finish) list. There’s a separate list of authors I read once and, they were, you know, entertaining enough, but can’t be arsed to read again – Clancy, Michener, Rutherfurd, Dan Brown. And then there’s:
I won’t watch the movies, either. That’s right – I have never seen The Notebook.
Who tops off your “NO!” list?
