Tuesday, October 18, 2011

Shelf life





For several months now, I've been volunteering at a nonprofit group that provides programs to promote literacy, serving students across Chicago. In order to volunteer for the reading and writing programs, a commitment of at least a semester, though preferably one full school year is understandably expected. For those unable to devote their time long term, there are other ways to help, one of which is working in the bookstore. The pool of volunteers is an impressive bunch; many have backgrounds in teaching and business, and some are finishing their degrees in writing or education. A surprising number of them want to work in the bookstore.

I think a lot of people share the fantasy of working in a bookstore. Is it the idea of doing something small, yet brainy and noble? Or maybe there's something adorable in being bookish? Or maybe, with bookstores fading from our landscape, the experience will be historical?



Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind

Notting Hill

Funny Face


You've Got Mail



I worked in a bookstore for many years. I am now living the fantasy of working in a book warehouse.





1 comment:

Kimparklee said...

Notting Hill: i'm just a girl asking a boy to love her