I’m Looking for a Book…..

“I’m looking for a book. It’s like set in a different world and they grow the babies.”

“I’m looking for a book. It’s something about ‘The Joy of Christian Living’. It’s about a guy’s wife.”

“I’m looking for a book. It was set in this town that was really sweet and happy and there was a big dog.”

Bookslingers everywhere will chuckle at these (relatively easy) descriptions of–respectively–Brave New World (Aldous Huxley), Surprised by Joy (C.S. Lewis),  and At Home in Mitford (Jan Karon).

But it gets worse… oh, so much worse. We try to be ready. We try to be prepared, taking an example from what one of my favorite stops during our Booking Down the Road Trip does. (If you’re not familiar with this trip, we visited 42 independent bookstores in small towns; you can read about it; look for the heading up top when you’re done here.) Pudd’nHead Books in Webster Groves, Missouri says on their website that they listen to NPR every day, just so when customers come in asking for “that book about zombies,” they’ll be ready.

Sometimes, though, it’s as our friend Joyce described. (She’s at Book Den in Franklin, TN; if any of you know her please say hi because she’ll never see this. She hates computers.) “I’m looking for a book. It starts with ‘The’ and the cover is red.”

Mhmmm. I’m good, honey, but not that good.

I think “they grow the babies” is my favorite description to date; it actually tipped me toward Brave New World. The only other thing that came to mind was The Borg from one of those Star Trek runs. And I didn’t like to underestimate the teenage customer asking.

Unfortunately, sometimes customer requests get harder. See how many of these you can get.

It’s about a guy in a lifeboat.

It’s about zombies. (Really? Do go on; so is half of western lit right now; and two-thirds of what’s left is taken up by vampires.)

All these people are mad at each other, because their dad gave away his land.

It’s about a girl who gets raped, except everybody blames her.

It’s about a woman whose husband dies, and she writes it all down.

It’s about this guy’s dog.

So…. how many of them would you have successfully found and sold from the bookstore shelf? The correct names are not given here, but you can leave a comment with your title choices. (And if you make a perfect score, please call us. We’re looking for some help this Fall.)

You Might be a Bibliophile If….

A friend of mine says bibliophiles are a breed apart, and I certainly agree. The tribe of book lovers has some quirky characteristics. So here (with apologies to Jeff Foxworthy) is a brief list of a few things I’ve noticed that distinguish us from the herd.

You might be a bibliophile if….

you either laughed or cried the first time you heard the words, “Abe Lincoln, Vampire Hunter.”

while browsing a used book store, you purchased a copy of a book you already own because the copy for sale had more charm.

during a tearful conversation in which your best friend tells you what a jerk his/her partner is, you emphatically compared said partner to any unsympathetic character from a 19th-century novel.

even once you have planned a stay-cation around a library sale or book conference.

you ever considered learning another language just so you could read something in its original form.

at any point in your life you uttered the words, “It’s like Noam Chomsky/William Shakespeare/Jhumpa Lahiri said…”

while visiting a chain bookstore, you placed a classic literature text on top of a copy of 50 Shades of Gray (double points if it was Fahrenheit 451).

you skipped a good meal at a sit-down restaurant in any given foreign city, because you spent the afternoon and your disposable income in a bookshop.

in the middle of a film you leaped to your feet shouting, “That’s not the way it happened!”

you have a friend you’ll send this list to, because you know s/he will snicker, too.

Yes, you might be a bibliophile…

Bibliophiles of the world unite! We have nothing to lose but …. well, we have nothing to lose.