Bookshops

I found myself in two bookshops today. One was good. The other was okay.

The best thing about the one that was good was that it had most of my favourite writers; specifically Carver. I’ve read his collected works, but still, when I see him on the shelf I have to pick him up – every time- and read the first paragraph of a favourite story. It makes me happy. There was also Hemingway and McEwan and Desai and a bit of García Márquez.

The bad thing about the good bookshop was that most of the best books were new and I didn’t want to pay full price. Still, they have a fairly comprehensive second hand section and I found Richard Ford there. There was also plenty of hardback Rushdie – there always is – I got one for £4.

The okay bookshop only has second hand books and it didn’t really have what I wanted. Which is why it is only okay. Although I did get 2 books. So that saves it from being bad. Maybe next time it will have more books. That would make it a better bookshop.

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