I haven’t done much reading in almost two weeks.
On March 19 I flew to
I also hoped to do some booking. Booking is a term that should not need defined for regular readers of this blog. (Both of you.) However, for someone that merely wanders onto these pages booking is serious book shopping at new – preferably independent stores as opposed to chains – and used bookstores. It is shopping with a purpose.
I didn’t accomplish as much as I had hoped. Driving coast to coast in five days doesn’t allow for much extracurricular activity.
We did. I hadn’t met Claudia before, but when we sat down and started talking books it was like we were old friends. It was a wide ranging discussion about reading, collecting, bookstores and book people. (I talked about how I read so many books, but really I don’t think it’s that many. Claudia talked about her preference for non-fiction over fiction. Ann is a Jane Austin aficionado.)
Later, Claudia walked me down the street to Wessel and Lieberman, where she works part time. This is my idea of bookstore. Neat. Well lit. A knowledgeable staff. Brick walls and wood floors. It has a broad selection of books with a bit of an emphasis on book arts and fine art as well as the
From Wessel and Lieberman it’s less than a block to the Elliott Bay Book Company,
Magus Books is on the edge of the
That was all my booking in
On my drive East I stopped in at Auntie’s Bookstore in
I also stopped briefly in a jumbled used bookstore in
That was it. I had hoped to stop in
The trip lasted nine days; five of those on the road. I traveled through 13 states and logged more than 3,400 miles.