Wednesday, May 15, 2013

Literary foraging - bring a shovel.


 AH HA!  
This past Saturday I found Bookman's Corner OPEN!
I went in...

It said no camera's allowed...
but there was no way anyone
would see me take a few snaps.
W H O A
Piles....and PILES 
of books.
Thus, I began my search to find exactly what I forgot I was looking for.
WARNING: If OCD stay away.
Somehow, the mystery in the overwhelming disorganization
caused quite a stir in me.
I wasn't sure where to begin...
so, I just wandered.
I let myself get lost looking.
Picking up random books...
listening to conversations...
watching people...
I loved it here.
The 'locator tabs' were hand-made...
the owner's attempt at applying some sort of structure to the chaos.
And the smell...just like I had imagined.
I wouldn't come here looking for something specific...you will never find it.

I walked away with four books for $6!
I replaced Catcher in the Rye as I gave my copy to Vee.
I've been wanting to read Sharp Objects every since I couldn't put down Gone Girl!  Score!
The proprietor told me as he picked up Steinbeck, promise me you will throw this book away once you've finished reading it.  In fact, he tossed the book behind him in a pile and laughed.  I'd be doing you a favor, you know.  Then he said, okay, I can't charge you more than a $1.
 Still want it?
 I can already tell I may not get through it...what is with the classics?
Ah...my fav...Oscar Wilde...couldn't pass it up. 
I'll tell you something, this place deserves a special trip.
I can't wait to bring Steinbeck back.
*heehee*
It was about closing time when I left.
I walked outside and saw this station wagon.
You're thinking what I'm thinking...aren't you?
Seems to me, the guy who owns the book store,
probably owns this car.


Thursday, May 9, 2013

Rare...Medium...Well Done


Bookman's Corner...a hidden (no understatement) gem in Lincoln Park.
I've walked by this...book store? many times.
It has never been open...at least when I have passed by.

I'm dying to go in.


I'm intrigued by this place.

It's hard to see...but the books...are just haphazardly tossed throughout the store.
Buried...one on top of the other.
I've peered inside...stacks of books, papers, stuff...everywhere.

I must get in there.


I'm pretty certain he isn't using the Dewey Decimal System...
in fact, there seems to be no system in place at all.

But, can you imagine the smell of all the old books?
What hidden treasures await?

If you know me, I love the hunt of a really good deal.
I'm anxious to peruse and find some hidden coffee table book or
some dusty copy of the next classic on my list.


A chaotic mess...
but it looks like a fantastic place to kill some time this Saturday or Sunday 
while the rain comes down...


So, I'll grab my Indiana Jones hat and make my way inside there this weekend...
I'll let you know what turns up.


CLOSED. 
Damn.