Wandering into a bookstore isn't always a pleasant experience. Take a recent jaunt to the newish Borders close to my work. (I'll still choose an independent whenever possible, but when I'm about to launch into the long public-transpo commute home and find myself without reading material, that big red "B" is a welcome sign.) I came into the shop with a written list of six titles and two more in mind. Four were novels, one was a memoir, and three were nonfiction books on the subject of reading. None could be considered obscure. I found two of the nonfiction titles and none of the fiction -- even after asking three employees for help. (Memo to self: Never, ever go into a chain bookstore with any expectations.) I finally bought the other two nonfiction volumes at Alexander Book Co. and Stacey's; the novels... More >>>