I was in the bookstore today and I learned a great many things just from observing. First, I bought two new journals (yes, I know, but I bought them with a purpose! And they were on sale!), four bookmarks ( two for a dollar), six or seven harlequins (60% off), a Stephen King novel, and a New Yorker desk calendar for my office….What? They were going out of business.
On to the things I learned/observed:
1. There was a calendar that sums up something I’ve been discussing with a friend very well. It was on a calendar (which I didn’t buy, but may yet return to buy for home) for Women who do too much or are too busy or something. Anyway, one of the examples on the box says “Don’t tell people what to do; those who are smart don’t need it and those who aren’t won’t listen.” Somebody should have told me this a LONG time ago, because this used to be me all day. I have to stop myself even now from telling people what they NEED to do, or telling them what they shouldn’t do/shouldn’t have done. I have to keep some things to myself sometimes. And maybe tell you.
2. There must certainly be a large market for the “to catch a man” genre. There were so many books like “The Vixen Manual: How to Seduce and Keep any Man” or “Get him to Propose in 5 days” How to get any man…Meanwhile, I didn’t see any books that teach men how to get women. He who findeth a wife…no? Okay, I’ll go stand in the corner then.
3. Black people do read. The tiny African-American section was empty except for Toni Morrison’s Mercy and A Lesson Before Dying by Ernest J. Gaines. See, Black people read…just not literary things, rather, Eric Jerome Dickey, E. Lynn Harris, and books with Thug in the title or written by Sista Souljah. Not that there is anything wrong with that, as long as you are reading 🙂
4. Americans read! The books store had been stripped of so many books in so little time. There were no books or CDs left in Foreign Language, save one copy of French for Dummies. Black people had bought all the Juniper Jones (or Junie B. Jones…someone help me, I don’t have small children) books. All the Harry Potter, Twilight, True Blood and other books were gone. As long as you read, I don’t care what it is (as long as you don’t use it to make bombs and/or kill/harm people/non-edible animals). I saw so many parents shopping with their children, people having to explain how they got sidetracked buying books, seeing baskets overflowing with thick books….I loved it! It was fabulous! My heart smiled.
I meant to write about penpals and things, but it will have to wait for another day. Until then, read a book, and don’t check “Negro”; that’s some foolishness! (Seriously, I know a lot of old people, but not one that identifies themselves as “negro”…they may call other people that when they say or do something stupid, an older person’s version of another banned n word, but who is really going to check that? Who wouldn’t be just as happy choosing African-American or Black? Why not put Colored on there, why you’re at it? Geez!)