Last night, I visited the Barnes and Noble on 46th street to pick up a few things for the project we’re currently working on. I also wanted to pick up a new book for myself. I ended up getting The Good Life by Jay Mcinerney. Judging by its cover, you might figure out what it’s about. There will be tears. I read Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close a few years ago. That book had me laughing and sobbing from one paragraph to the next. So if you’re looking for a book to cry over, I highly recommend it. (Side note: I have often wondered whether or not that book would have been as sad for those who didn’t live in New York City on September 11th, 2001. It hit home for me, at times, too closely.)
While we were at Barnes and Noble, I felt I had to ask the employees a few questions.
“Do you find you’re selling a lot of A Million Little Pieces these days?”
“Yeah. We are.”
“That is a crying shame.”
“But they’re being returned just as fast.”
The woman in line behind us laughed out loud as did TobyJoe and I. The employee smirked with approval.
“Are you selling his other book? That newer one?”
“Not yet. Nope. It might be too soon, yet.”
I looked around and realized that I was in a store filled with possibilities. Without ever leaving, I am given the opportunity to visit a thousand new places, experience a billion new ideas, and get to know a hundred new friends. Oh if only one had the time!
Both of Frey’s books lined the shelves like dishonorably discharged soldiers. Both books had massive discount stickers all over them. Both books looked a little desperate for attention, like unwanted adolescent orphans with a long rap sheet.