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Dangers Lurk Everywhere: The Strand's W Shelves
November 13, 2007
It's ironic. I could have stopped anywhere at The Strand last Saturday. Anywhere! I've been visiting Eight Miles of Books since I was in middle school, yet I doubt I've managed to comb through more than a quarter of a mile total in the years since (in my defense, I don't live in Manhattan). But I somehow found myself in a back corner of the first floor, standing in front of the W shelves of fiction.
This time, I scanned quickly up and down and then my eyes alit on the entire shelf of Fay Weldon. I was content. The half hour until my scheduled lunch passed without my needing to move an inch; after all, I needed to figure out which Weldon books are not yet in my library.
Now, I'm not recommending this method of book browsing to everyone. You might want to find a title by an author whose name starts with A or B, if only to improve your chances of lifelong success. But as you climb that ladder, you'll find me dreamily seated off to the side, a pile of Wodehouse, Woolf, Welty, and more in my lap.
You know how they say "three's a story?" Well, I came home this afternoon and found a book at my door: "The Ten-Year Nap" by... Meg Wolitzer. I think I need to pay attention to W.
What's your favorite plan of attack at the bookstore?
Posted by Bethanne Patrick on November 13, 2007 | Comments (3)
