BOOKS. Just a few letters between an American writer and a British bookseller that put me on tears.
The bookshop at 84 Charing Cross Road is not there any more.
Unas pocas cartas entre una escritora americana y un librero inglés, y me hicieron llorar.
Y ya no hay libreria en el 84 de Charing Cross.
Hello:
ReplyDeleteThis was, of course, a wonderful correspondence later, we believe, turned into a film which, for some reason, we never saw.
Sadly, so many of these kinds of independent booksellers are disappearing all over the country, put out of business by large chains and,of course, Amazon.
Qué gran libro, qué intercambio de palabras, incluso de generosidad.
ReplyDeleteMe pregunto si hoy día se daría un caso semejante.
Una lástima que ya no exista la librería.
bookstores will soon be a thing of the past....how sad is that? but I do like the sounds of indie publishing......
ReplyDeleteIt is such a shame that Charing Cross Road is changing so much with the demise of these wonderful bookstores. I find second hand book stores much more fascintaing than the newer versions. Nothing beats the hunt for a long forgotten coveted volume than finding it in one such store.
ReplyDeleteSo sad- I do buy books online more often then I used to- guess I'm part of the problem.
ReplyDeleteI don't understand really why it is happening everywhere. They also closed my favorite art books store here in Toronto. I thought that the book stores always have been the charms of any city.
ReplyDeleteOh, I LOVE Charing Cross! I used to take the tube there and just wander down the miles-long road of used book stores. bliss. Sad that yours is no longer there...I dread to think of all the others. Great picture, as always.
ReplyDeleteWell, I guess I'm contributing to the loss of privately owned book stores. My kindle goes with me everywhere.
ReplyDeletei miss going to all the charing cross road bookshops, i could get lost over there for hours. just the smell of the old books puts a smile on my face. i hope you found another bookshop with delightful treasures.
ReplyDeleteI found Knut Hamsun's Hunger in a used book store on Charing Cross Road a few months ago, and read it hungrily on subway and train.
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