|How Borders Used to Look|
|How Borders Looks Now.|
There are no more cozy chairs. No more book groups. The mystery book group met here for 20 years. No more backlist treasures in the literature and history sections. No more annoying clerks for whom I now feel incredibly nostalgic.
Borders was the store with personable personnel. I'd sneak around the science fiction section, PRAYING I wouldn't have to have a conversation about Octavia Butler or Jo Walton, and somebody would materialize from the back. A very nice person, I might add, who knew a lot about SF, while I vaguely murmured about Teri Gross's interview with Butler on Fresh Air and asked about Jo Walton. Or I'd pick up Elena Ferrante's The Days of Abandonment (a book I later read and blogged about here), and a clerk who hadn't read it, either, was pushed out of the wings by his or her boss, and we discussed the publisher, Europa.
Once I bought most of Shakespeare in paperback because I could no longer stand reading my huge Pelican Complete Works of. I stuffed them in a backpack, a messenger bag, and bike panniers, and took off on my bike. I looked like one of those people who bicycle around riffling through people's recycle bins to find pop bottles.
So, I wonder, glumly, what has happened to bookstores. Borders was not my favorite store, just a heartless corporation, owned at one time (perhaps now?) by K-Mart, and the clerks' chatting didn't work for it. My husband refused to shop there.
The store has been below par for a few years now.
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