Ok, I admit it. I have an addiction. I can’t help myself, I have to buy books. I just can’t relate to people who say they have enough books, or they don’t want to buy any more books until they read the ones they have. That’s what makes this business so perfect: I can keep looking for those treasures, rejoicing when I find pearls for you as well as for myself.
This passage from The Haunted Bookshop by Christopher Morley made me chuckle as it sounded so familiar:
“He entered eagerly, and looked about. The [book]shop was comfortably busy, with a number of people browsing. They seemed normal enough from behind, but in their eyes he detected the wild, peering glitter of the bibliomaniac…”
When Steve and I went on our anniversary trip, we stopped at a little used bookstore in Seaside, Oregon, and the proprietress was reading this book, which happens to be one of my favorites, as well as its prequel, Parnassus on Wheels.
Tonight I ordered a couple of things from Amazon.com: A Pimsleur German language course on CD and A Mom Just Like You by Vickie and Jayme Farris. When I was placing my order, I checked DVDTalk.com, clicked on “Coupons” and found several codes for getting discounts on my order. I was able to save $15! They have coupons for many other online stores, also.
In conclusion, let me share a poem about books which is in My American Heritage, a book which I have just listed for sale on my Poetry page:
Here’s an adventure! What awaits
Beyond these closed, mysterious gates?
Whom shall I meet, where shall I go?
Beyond the lovely land I know?
Above the sky, across the sea?
What shall I learn and feel and be?
Open, strange doors, to good or ill!
I hold my breath a moment still
Before the magic of your look.
What shall you do to me, O Book?
–Anonymous