Upon returning from a week plus a day long vacation, I see the used shop has been busy. Happily though the work backed up for me is far less daunting than I feared. I was pleased to see that a good amount of the titles which had been on display before I left seem to have found homes, being replaced with those of equal or even higher quality. A pile of now-classic accounts of punk and post-punk through the 70s, 80s, and 90s, now grace our music section (Please Kill Me, Our Band Could be Your Life, Rip it Up and Start Again, to name a few), I was able to place copies of Knut Hamsun’s Hunger¬†and Italo Calvino’s If on a Winter’s Night a Traveller on my staff picks’ shelf (exciting for me). Contemporary favorites like Jonathan Safran Foer and Vonnegut and Kingsolver are again in ready supply, and even a signed copy of Al Gore’s Our Choice has made a nest for itself on the new arrivals shelf.

It is indeed nice to be back. My only sadness is that although the dollar rack in front of the store has been pillaged, those unabashedly Kafka-esque Animorphs books still remain there untouched. Is it possible that nobody wants them even for a buck?! Please! They kinda freak me out!


I did quite a bit of reading on my trip. A seven hour layover in Phoenix AZ paved plenty of time for it. Later this week I’ll post some thoughts on a few recent works I had the chance to digest. Again, wonderful to be back home in New Orleans. Hope to see you at the shop!