Words on Bookstores: The Tattered Cover
I just love holidays. I love any reason to celebrate. One of my all-time favorite books is a children's book by Byrd Baylor called I'm in Charge of Celebrations. It's basically a call to note and celebrate the rich variety of moments that life brings us. It's a testament to both mindfulness and thankfulness, two nesses that make everything better.
But not to get sappy on you: it wasn't perfect. The fly in the ointment of my perfectly lovely holiday is that I wasn't at the bookstore I really wanted to visit. The deep satisfaction of my day was really a classic case of love the one you're with.
The one I really love is in Denver. And I didn't have a plane ticket today. If I could have gone anywhere this afternoon to drink my coffee and get lost in the stacks, I would have gone to The Tattered Cover. If you've been there, you get it. If you haven't, go as soon as you can. And if you, like me, have no plane tickets in your immediate future, check out their blog. You'll get lots of great ideas for things to read, if you're not busy reading manuscripts all the time. Or if you're on holidays.
When it comes to bookstores, I'm a Big Love kind of girl. I'll tell you about the one I've got tucked away in Asheville another time. And there's another I fancy in Austin. But for today, my heart belongs to the Tattered Cover.
Don't worry. I know how people in Colorado feel about Texans, and that's OK. Love conquers all.
I come here with no expectations, only to profess, now I am at the liberty to do so, that my heart is and will always be yours.
~Jane Austen