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by Rick Klaw
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Another Person's Treasure
Not far from my house there is a used bookstore. I'm not sure how it is elsewhere, but in Texas we have a plethora of these
used paperback exchange stores, all individually owned. They are typically small shops and sell only mass market
paperbacks (the smaller paperbacks). I love 'em because they never use collectable prices. Everything is half the original
cover price with a very reasonable minimum of 75 cents. (or there abouts. I've seen it as low as a quarter and as high as a
dollar.) In the best case scenario, you can find what you are looking for at very affordable prices.
In Austin, there are two such stores that showcase the extremes: one is lousy and pretty much everything that I despise in
a used bookstore while the other often has everything I am looking for and often what I didn't know that I wanted. Sadly,
the former is the closest to me. The store's inventory is a bit sparse. Unlike many bookstores, when first entering, you are not
hit with lots of sidelines (that is book jargon for anything that isn't a book such as cards, candles, videos, toys, etc.)
which then give way to books. The shelves are just barren, with
nothing to distract from the fact that there just aren't that many books in the store. I have more books in my house! The few books are divided
into sections, with an almost no respect for the alphabet. That makes it
difficult to find a title when Jonathan Carroll comes after Michael Moorcock, especially when, some of the time Carroll and Moorcock are exactly
where they belong. Perhaps I am not creative enough to understand their shelving scheme, but I never thought navigating the
alphabet required creativity. Often these conditions are a sign of economic hard times (no money to buy stock or pay for enough
employees to keep things in order), but, in this case, I saw something that lead me to believe that another factor may be in the problem.
One of the primary functions of a used bookstore is to be a source for out-of-print and hard-to-find books. If a store buys only recent books, then the purpose is defeated. Crichton can be had anywhere. Stephen King? How hard is that? I want a store that has the Barrington Bayleys, M. John Harrisons, Lewis Shiners, Robert E. Howards, Leigh Bracketts of the world. A place where I can pick up Great Tales of Fantasy and Imagination (1954, Doubleday) or Ellen Datlow's Omni anthologies or Michael Moorcock's New Worlds collections.
The other store is across town and so I rarely get there but when I do, I always leave with a stack. At one time, they had so many DAW paperbacks that you felt you were swimming in a sea of yellow. The staff is helpful and the store is usually in order (as much as a used bookstore can be). A majority of my Neal Barrett, Jr. collection came from that place as well as many things I didn't know I was looking for. In a perfect world there would good independent used and new booksellers on every corner. Since there's not, we really need to support the ones that exist. Before I take my leave, a bit of personal news. As of December 31, I will no longer be the fiction editor of RevolutionSF. Although I thoroughly enjoyed my time there and am very proud of the fiction I published, it is time to devote myself to writing. This is not to say I won't edit again. It's just a little respite. On that note, I am pleased to announce the forthcoming publication of my first book of essays Geek Confidential: Echoes From The 21st Century from Monkey Brains, Inc. This collection of columns, reviews, and other observations has two all new pieces, a never-before-seen comic script adaptation of a Joe R. Lansdale story, and an introduction by science fiction grandmaster Michael Moorcock. The cover will be produced by award-winning (and one of my personal favorites) illustrator John Picacio. Watch for it in September! Thanks for reading. Without y'all I wouldn't have a book. I'd still have a lot to say, but no one besides my wife to read it. (Have mercy on the woman and keep reading.) Happy holidays to everyone out there, and remember when the jolly man comes down your chimney, don't shoot until after he gives you the presents.
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Not content with just being a regular columnist for SF Site, Rick Klaw is also the fiction editor for RevolutionSF. As a freelance editor, former book buyer, managing editor, and bookstore manager, Rick has experience with most aspects of the book business. He loves nothing better than hanging out in used bookstores. Luckily, Rick gets paid to do just that. |
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