Wednesday, June 3, 2009

The little bookstore that could

I worked at this bookstore for a few months at the end of my "gap year", between leaving college and starting my first real job 11 months later. It had just reopened (a bookstore has been in that location for decades, but it had closed and Peter had purchased their library and reopened in the same location).

I loved that job. I shelved books, cataloged, organized, looked up reviews. I passed out wine at readings. I handsold books. I discovered new favorite authors. In fact, that store is the reason I have the job I have today--while working there, I realized for the first time that I could actually work for the publishers of all those wonderful books.

I haven't been back there in years--I moved to new neighborhoods and just don't make it back to the Upper West Side all that often. I know just how hard it was for them to make it as long as they did, and I hope somehow that they'll manage to stay open.

And I promise to go to my local neighborhood bookstore down the street the next time I need a book, instead of stopping at Barnes & Noble or ordering from Amazon.

1 comment:

  1. I love little independant bookstores. Especially used books. I go to this bookstore where you bring in your old books and get store credit.


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