Book Haven – Book Heaven
I’ve been a horrible blogger for the past week, and I apologise. I promise to put out a post at least once every three days. Pinky swear.
I’m the kind of person that makes numerous bucket lists, and things-to-do lists, but very rarely fulfills any of them. I think I just like making lists. This time around though, I was determined to finish every single thing on my Twenty Before Twenty list – the twenty things I wanted to achieve before I turned twenty. Starting a blog was one – check. Convincing my parents that I could handle a puppy – check. And so on, until #20 – Work in a book store or library. Uh oh.
And so I made a list of all the book stores in the city that I could work at, but when I looked at the list, I realised that there was only one place that I wanted to work at. I called the store owner a week ago, and thank my lucky stars, I got the job!
You know that feeling you get when you walk into a book store? Not one that’s got air-conditioning and lounge lights and stocks only bestsellers, but a book store with character. Where you’ve got books that are decades old sitting next to brand new ones. Where you have to spend hours looking for books to pick up, because the place refuses to let you go any earlier. Where every book is held lovingly before it is bought, because only people who read like their life depends on it know about this place. Where nobody looks at you like you’re crazy when you do your squeaky-happy-I-finally-found-a-place-that-has-this-book dance, because they’re all doing it themselves. Yeah, I work there. I’m enveloped by that feeling every day.
And what’s more, I get to help people find books they’ve been looking for with the desperation of escaping a burning building! You know, when you ask someone if they have this book, and you half don’t want to ask them because you’re scared they’ll say no, like all the other book stores? And how your eyes light up when they say, “Wait a minute. I think I’ve seen it here, somewhere.” They go looking for it, and you just about give up when they show up with it, grinning, because they understand that you want to give them the biggest hug ever? It’s amazing to be on the other side of that. The looks of absolute joy I witness when I find a copy of a book for someone is the best part of the whole job. Even better than being surrounded by books all day.
What was the last thing you checked off your list? Is there something you’ve been meaning to do, but haven’t got around to it?