Posts tagged James Herbert
Shelf Help

There’s magic in a bookshop.  A palpable, near hypnotic, almost blissful sense of wonder.  Which can, if I let my guard down, led to me leaving with a pile of books and my wife pointing out the restricting mathematics of shelf space.  I suppose it’s fair to say it primarily exists in the second-hand variety of the bookshop.  First hand bookshops are very nice, don’t get me wrong.  All those uncracked spines.  All that shiny furniture.  The sale tables grouping together all the books that're now the cornerstones for TV shows or movies.  The recognisable brand coffee shops with free wi-fi and the illusion that their chairs might be comfortable.  Still, there’s something antiseptic about those places.  Something clinical, in a private healthcare sort of way.  

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