was in a used bookstore the other night (a Sunday night after the shop had closed and the owner wasn’t around – don’t ask). Nosed around the scifi section as I am wont to do. And there was RailSea, one of my favorite China Mieville novels. And here’s my review from when it first hit the stands in 2012.
So there I am in a darkened bookstore, where books that might be orphaned, unloved, old, gifted or simply given up on end up. And yes, I’ve floggedd RailSea to a lot of friends (even bought a copy for friends’ kids (never read)). Like Watership Down, I consider this novel a true classic, thoughtful and well-written. But yes, Harry Potter gets all the fame by a public too jaded to go out of their literary back yards and explore the wide world of literature.
So yes, back to me. The owner wasn’t around and I wanted the book. I’ve loitered around the shop long enough to know how this works, where the cash box is, how books are priced. Slipped $5 into the till and carried it into the night with me. And even though I have my own copy (hardback!) on my favorites shelf, I started to reread it again. It’s a shame I cannot review it a second time – I’m just rediscovering my love for it all over again.
Daybe the bat. Man, I love the bat.
So I’m sitting here with a nearly-read redundant book, wondering who I can give it to. My nieces? They have no time. My friends’ kids? They don’t give a shit. The guys in my train club? They only read Clive Cussler pulp. Wait, but maybe there is one guy at the club I might slip this to.
I’m considering this from all angles. Maybe I’ll give it to him.
Or if that doesn’t work, maybe I’ll leave it on a bench for a passing reader to find. I’d rather exposed this wonderfully imaginative novel to the elements than leave it caged in a (abet-nice) used bookstore.
Booooorn Free! As free as the wind blows!