Almost there … (Links don’t work – patience please!)
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Welcome to our new website! We’re in the process of activating our new online store so there are likely to be a lot of broken links till after the holiday.
Once we have all the kinks worked out, hopefully by December 1, you’ll be able to browse and buy our books, gift packs and gift cards online – for pickup in our store or delivery anywhere in the U.S. To receive notification when the online store is 100% operational, be sure to sign up for our newsletter. Thanks!
Elegant headwear that won’t break the bank
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A bit of silliness to distract you from the broken links as we get the new site up …![Origami of the Day: Money Hats. That is all. [via.]](http://10.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ktewaahHKu1qzpwi0o1_500.jpg)
Origami of the day, courtesy of The Daily What.
Books Men Want
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Oprah’s latest book club newsletter manages to come up with only three suggestions for its holiday feature “Books Men Want,” and none of them are fiction. It’s easy to dismiss the feature as lazy (just three books? really?) or as targeted to a certain kind of woman (the kind who is home to watch TV in the afternoons) married to a certain kind of fellow (the recommended books are by an athlete, a Kennedy, and an adventure writer writing about an athlete/warrior). Yet after more than a year running a literary bookstore in a big city, it’s hard for us to deny that men in general buy fewer books than women and when they do, they want to read very different things. (more…)
“A caravan was starting eastward. I felt excited, terribly so”
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“At midnight I woke up again. I could hear the velvety sound of camels’ feet along the highway a block away. A caravan was starting eastward. I felt excited, terribly so; the future was such a dark and boundless thing; life was so limitless, the world was so unfathomably deep and wide. Tears came to my eyes and I ran to the window and looked out. There was a moon shining, the paving looked like water and the trees like plants rising out of the flood. At first I saw nothing. And then (more…)
