Giving thanks for books (and readers)
Sorry for the silence here, my Mac was off playing with friends at the Apple store, and in the meantime the copyedit for The Language of Bees landed on my desk—oh, and isn’t today some kind of a holiday? Because my house is awfully full of people all of a sudden…
But I just wanted to say that I am giving thanks today, not the least for you, devoted readers of fiction, who continue plunking down money or filling out library requests for titles by LRKing, and make it possible for me to do what I love, tell stories.
I answered the phone the other day and found myself talking to a pair survey taker, with a list of remarkably unconnected questions from sports to bladder infections. One of her concerns was whether or not I would be shopping on the day after Thanksgiving, and so I thought I’d conduct a survey here: do you venture into stores that day? And if so, why on earth do you risk life, limb, and mental equanimity? Is it the bargains?
In addition to the question, I have a request, not entirely self-serving. If this holiday season is anywhere near as cataclysmically bad as the media is suggesting, use what dollars you are laying down a your vote to what you want preserved on Main Street. Bookstores can be the center of a town, an essential part of its life-blood, and owners across the country are shuddering with dread of what their bottom line is going to look like come January.
Books make great presents. Bookstore gift certificates make great presents. The doo-dads bookstores have on their shelves make great presents. And a latte from the bookshop’s coffee bar makes a great present for yourself.
If you want signed copies of LRK books for your Christmas list, you can write my local guy, Crossroads books (firstname.lastname@example.org) or go to the Capitola BookCafe web site.
In any form, please toss a few dollars at a bricks-and-mortar bookstore this season. For us all.