Chapter 347 Shelf Life, or Books Do Furnish a Room

It’s Monday.

Echoing what seems to be happening to businesses everywhere in the U.S. Americana Exchange has a pretty gloomy article on the declining price of books here.

Wait a minute.

Much as I love Americana Exchange and their very useful newsletter, bad news is no way to begin the working week. Antiquarian book prices may decline, the printed book may lose its primacy in a digital world, and the written word may prove to be only sound and fury signifying nothing, but the antiquarian bookeller has one advantage over the rest of the world: Our investments, deemed financially worthwhile by the rest of the world or not, are beautiful to live with.

Sometimes on a Monday I need to see some beauty in the world in order to keep on going:

eliot

I recently uncovered this pretty set of the works of George Eliot at a library sale. I haven’t researched it just yet, but at first glance it doesn’t appear to be a set of great bibliographic importance. It’s just a typical “collected works” compilation. It doesn’t matter. I am a sucker for a pretty book, and, when the price is right, I sometimes buy books just for their looks. I love how the spines look arrayed on a shelf:

eliot2

I can live with this investment forever, even if it declines in price. It looks much better on a shelf than a stock certificate.

(And, I hope you know by now that I consider my books far more than “investments” anyway.)

See you in the stacks!

Published in: on February 1, 2009 at 11:34 pm Leave a Comment

Chapter 301 High Fidelity to the Old Days, Or, Does My Love of Elvis Costello and Old Books Make Me Old?

Full disclosure: In addition to discussing the bookish life, this post also discusses 1980s (ok in this case also late 1970s) new wave music, specifically, Elvis Costello.


Above: Elvis Costello sings High Fidelity

The weekend was a foggy, drizzly one that saw the final game of the soccer season. [Ed. note -- dear reader, you should not infer from that sentence even the merest hint of satisfaction or relief ;) ].

It was also a perfect weekend for attending my favorite library sale and (bonus) a local antiques show. In my free time, I decided to catch up on reading some of my favorite bookseller blogs. After reading Brian Cassidy’s post over at Book Patrol, I was in the mood to listen to Elvis Costello. I had the iTunes all cued up on my computer. 1980s nerd that I am, I have 27 Elvis Costello songs, and though they are all from the days of my youth, I still remember the words to every song.

Poor Tom, who was trying to play a video game while his mother (badly) sang along with the fantastically cool Elvis: “Even in a perfect world, where everyone was equal, I’d still own the film rights and be working on the sequel. I’m giving you a long look. Every day. Every day. Every day I write the book.”

“Mooooommmm!!!” Tom interrupted my musical reverie, clearly annoyed. “Why do you like old music and old books so much?”

“Because Elvis Costello is a musical genius from the 80s,” I interjected between singing lines to the song.

“The 80s is such a long time ago, Mom. There’s way better music today.”

Suddenly, I feel old.

But I can’t help it. I still love the music of Elvis Costello.

And, just because I am in a bit of a silly mood today, here is my Elvis Costello playlist:

High Fidelity
(What’s So Funny ‘Bout) Peace, Love and Understanding?
Welcome to the Working Week
(I Don’t Want to Go to) Chelsea
Accidents Will Happen
Pump It Up
Radio Radio
(The Angels Wanna Wear My) Red Shoes
Oliver’s Army
Goon Squad
Clubland
Watch Your Step
Watching the Detectives
Alison
I Can’t Stand Up for Falling Down
Good Year for the Roses
Man Out of Time
I Wanna Be Loved
Everyday I Write the Book
Brilliant Mistake
The Other Side of Summer
Tokyo Storm Warning
Sulky Girl
So Like Candy
Veronica
She
Everyday I Write the Book

(Yes, I know Everyday I Write the Book is on the list twice. It’s that good.)

If you are an Elvis Costello fan, too, here’s a link to the original MTV video (how about that plain white background?) from the days when MTV actually played music videos. It’s the video for Radio Radio.

With my apologies to those who find my musical taste less refined than my bookish tastes! See you in the stacks (of LP records)! ;)

Published in: on November 9, 2008 at 10:28 pm Comments (6)

Chapter 207 Report of Last Weekend’s Book Hunting Expedition

I went to my favorite library sale and an estate sale over the past weekend and found more interesting items at one time than I have found in a while. Most of the items I found are outside of the areas in which I specialize — Western Americana, pioneer women, and Dante Alighieri. You never can tell when you will find something good at a library sale or an estate sale. That’s why a bookseller always has to be on the lookout, even though she may often come home empty-handed.

Below are two interesting items from my recent book hunting expedition. Both are related to aviation. Both feature rather unlikely aviators. Both are signed by their respective authors. What are the odds of that? I have no idea, but it seems unusual.

Neither of these books are in any of my areas of specialty — Western Americana, Pioneer Women, and Dante Alighieri. Why did I buy them? I guess that Neta Snook Southern, an early female aviator who gave Amelia Earheart flying lessons, is a pioneer in her field, so she kind of falls under one of my specialties. I just bought the books because they are both first editions, have dustjackets, they cover interesting topics about unlikely subjects, and they are inscribed by the authors. That relatively low library sale price didn’t hurt, either. I think they can be sold for a reasonable profit.

The Flying Priest was commissioned by Pope Pius XI to minister to the people living within a 1,650,000 square mile territory that extends from the eastern shores of Canada westward to the 102nd longitude in mid-Canada. Its southern boundary runs across the middle of Hudson Bay; the northern limit was the North Pole. That’s a lot of ground to cover so he did it by flying in an airplane!

From the dustjacket: “Neta Snook Southern was one of the pioneers of aviation. Back in the days before World War I, when airplanes were covered with fabric and pilots were considered daredevils, Mrs. Southern was one of the first women in the air. In 1917, she took up a career in aviation, becoming a commercial pilot and a flight instructor.” Her most famous student: Amelia Earhart.

My favorite quote from the dustjacket: “We learn about the heart-shattering moment when you realize your plane isn’t going to clear the trees at the end of the runway; what it was like to zoom upside down over a crowd of cheering spectators; and how a woman felt when she had to fight to prove her worth in a world that belonged very much to men.”

I had two other exciting finds over the weekend. The first is a first edition Big Sur by Jack Kerouac in lovely white dustjacket. (This is the book I was covering with a mylar dustjacket protector when I cut my finger the other day. Not to worry. Tom and Huck saved the day by getting the dustjacket far away from my bleeding finger.) Why did I buy a modern first, another area outside of my specialty? The short answer is that the condition and the price were right.

The second find is a really interesting piece of history that I look forward to researching and cataloguing: it is a scrapbook containing maps, documents, and newspaper clippings from 1898 and it was put together by the navigator of a U.S. Navy ship that was involved in the Battle of Manila Bay during the Spanish American War. (Are you familiar with the phrase, “You may fire when ready.”? Well, that was the command of Admiral Dewey to Captain Gridley during the Battle of Manila Bay.) The scrapbook is in a very beat up (spine missing, edges ragged) and very unassuming ledger-type book, and it was just waiting among the 60,000 other books at the sale for someone to pick it up and realize what an amazing trove of information awaits inside. When at a sale with a lot of books, I always take the time to look at books whose covers have no titles or illustrations. These type of books have sometimes been among the best of my finds.

I also considered it my duty to rescue this book from the dreck (other library sale books in poor condition) by which it was surrounded. Even though this item also falls outside of my normal areas of specialty, I simply could not pass up the opportunity to hold it, read it, and research it.

Published in: on June 19, 2008 at 7:59 pm Comments (5)

Chapter 205 Ouch!

Sorry for the short entry today. The cut on my right index finger from yesterday hurts even more today, and since it is right at the top of my finger it hurts especially when I type. So, instead of a rambling post, here’s a funny picture of — what else? — a book for you to look at. Actually, it’s an old magazine, and though it’s not in good condition, I bought it at a recent library sale because the boy on the cover looks suspiciously like Tom.

I plan to be in less pain tomorrow. Thanks for understanding!

Published in: on June 17, 2008 at 10:56 pm Leave a Comment
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Chapter 204 Let’s Be Careful Out There, Or, On the Job Injury

This afternoon, I was waiting for Tom and Huck to go outside and finish building a teepee out of some bamboo that my neighbor cut, and I decided that I could cover dustjackets in mylar protectors while I waited. I figured that I would have lots of time to blog while they built a teepee.

Unfortunately, while putting a mylar dustjacket cover/protector thingie on a marvelous, 40-year-old, shiny white dustjacket that belongs to a marvelous first edition of a well-known book which I found at an estate sale over the weekend, I incurred an on-the-job injury.

I know. You are wondering what type of injury could befall a relatively quiet antiquarian bookseller. After all, antiquarian bookselling is not always the way it’s portrayed in the movies, with forbidden manuscripts, secret agents, bombs, and car chases. Being an antiquarian bookseller is a relatively risk-free job, from an injury standpoint.

Let me tell you what happened:

I pulled the shiny white dustjacket off the book and laid it out flat on the table. I then fitted the dustjacket protector around the dustjacket, and made the appropriate marks on the dustjacket protector so I could trim it to size. I took the white dustjacket out of the protector and put it next to me.

I then picked up my handy little rotary cutter, something which is normally used for cutting a straight line in fabric, but can also be used to cut a straight line in a mylar dustjacket protector.

Somehow I did not cut a nice straight line in the dustjacket protector. Instead, I cut a nice, perfectly straight line down my right index finger. Like a tiny breach in a dam, the long, thin sliver of a cut yielded a giant flood of liquid. In this case, red liquid. Blood!

“D*!&%n!” I shouted.

Within earshot of the tender boyhood ears of Tom and Huck.

Ooops! Oh well; this was an emergency.

And not because I was bleeding. There was a marvelous, 40-year-old, shiny, white dustjacket lying on the table near me!

“Mom? Are you ok?” the boys yelled from the next room.

“I’m ok — One of you get over here, pick up this dustjacket and get it away from my hand right now!” I pleaded.

I’ll spare you the rest of the gory details. Though small, it was a deep cut, and so it bled for quite a while. I am now all bandaged up, but the band-aids on my right index finger make it too hard to type the post I had in mind. It hurts when I hit the keys. I hope to be back in full blogging force tomorrow.

For now, I am applying direct pressure.

I am happy to report that not one drop of blood spilled on the lovely white dustjacket. I consider it the mark of a true professional. ;)

Yes, I know. A true professional would not cut a mylar dustjacket protector with a sewing implement. Clearly, I still have lots more to learn when it comes to the duties of a bookseller.

See you in the stacks!

Published in: on June 16, 2008 at 4:18 pm Comments (2)

Chapter 178 May 2008 Business Priorities

I’m going to my favorite library sale this weekend. The sale is held the second full weekend of each month. I regret to say that I have been unable to attend this sale since December. I was out of town in January, at the San Francisco Book Fair in February, at opening day of Little League in March, and at my brother’s wedding in April. It feels good to get back after such a long time away. I hope some undiscovered finds wait for me on the shelves.

As part of my plan for this year, I’ve been listing my business priorities month by month. Now that it’s May, it’s time to review what I accomplished in April and set goals for this month.

First, the status on April’s goals:

APRIL 2008 PRIORITIES
+Dante catalogue. In progress. Have imaged and catalogued more than half of the books and learned to use the program I need to layout the catalogue. Should be done in another month.(N.B., I said should be done . . .)
+Contribute an article to BookThink. Done.
+Contribute an article to Bookshop Blog. Done.
+Keep blogging here. Done.

MAY 2008 PRIORITIES
+ Finish the Dante catalogue.
+ Library Sale
+ Prepare for and sell books at the Gold Rush Book Fair, May 17. Email me at chris @ bookhuntersholiday.com if you’d like a free pass to the fair.
+ Put all books back on the shelves after the Gold Rush Book Fair (sigh — I dislike that part).
+ I will be attending UCLA Rare Book School in August. I need to make travel plans and book my hotel.
+ I will be exhibiting at the Santa Monica Book Fair in September. I need to book a hotel for that, too.
+ Find out the dates for the Sacramento/Central Valley Antiquarian Book Fair, which is also usually held in September.
+ Keep blogging here. I am taking a break from writing for BookThink this month so that I can focus on my catalogue and the book fair.
+ Oh, yeah. I almost forgot. The most important goal — sell books!

Chapter 177 Fine Books at Tea Time

I spent several hours cataloguing books and scanning images today. I’ve got about 15 more books to go before I can really start to lay out the Dante catalogue and get it ready for the printer. Once again, I spent a couple of hours researching just one item for the catalogue. I don’t intend to put so much into research for what is usually a short book description. I just get caught up in what I am doing and I don’t realize how much time is passing until I’ve run out of time. Part of me wants to be more efficient with my time, and the other part of me, the part that enjoys research, wants to research everything until my questions are answered, whether or not that research is germane to the description I’m writing. I suppose I’ll learn to be more disciplined with more experience.

I received the most recent issue of Fine Books and Collections magazine in the mail over a week ago. In an effort to establish the aforementioned self-discipline, I put the magazine aside in order to focus solely on the Dante catalogue. Today, I could resist it no longer. I took an afternoon break, and read the magazine cover to cover with a couple of cups of tea from my spring tea cup.

That break was worth every minute. I was transported from my dining room to a universe inhabited by people who spend as much time as I do fascinated by red rot (p.21), thrilled about the auctioning of a 19th century comic opera “on the theme of mosquito eradication” (p.23), contemplating a thought-provoking essay on collectible art vs. collectible books (p.34), and in awe of fore-edge paintings (p.42). I was in heaven, even if I wasn’t cataloguing that Longfellow translation of Dante’s Paradiso.

See you in the stacks!

Published in: on May 6, 2008 at 7:06 pm Comments (2)

Chapter 169 The University Library — A Monument to Books?

Today, I realized that I am getting old.

Today, I began to grumble about how much easier college students have it than I did when I was in college.

Grumbling about “these kids today” is never a sign of youthfulness. When I was teaching, I hated it when the veterans used to grumble about “these kids today”, with little empathy for all that modern adolescence put “these kids” through.

Today I caught myself referring to “these kids today …”

Sigh.

I visited my alma mater today with one of my best friends. We both graduated from Santa Clara University, and were excited to return for a visit to see the new and improved library, which is now also called the Media Commons. The new Media Commons just opened last month. Does it bother you as much as it does me that the “lib” or “book” root that is present in the word “library” is missing from the words “Media Commons”? These students today (there I go again) have all the luxuries of a new building and new technology, but they also seem to have less accessibility to books.

The preceding statement makes me feel cranky and old, like the world which was previously my personal oyster is a world that has been swallowed whole by a bigger fish.

It’s a far cry from the small library we had back in the late 1980s. For one thing, they removed all of the really uncomfortable, 60s/modern orange couches in the study lounge. Now there are small rooms for private study groups, and leather couches. For another thing, the stacks — shelved books — were in the basement and were a great place to get lost browsing or studying in one of the carrels. Many of the books are now housed in an “automated retrieval area.” I wasn’t quite sure what that meant when we arrived, but now I know. I’ll get to that later.

When we entered, the first thing we noticed was that the library now houses a cafe, and — heresy — eating is allowed inside the library! We saw many study areas with bright and shiny flatscreen computers. A far cry from the computer lab with about 100 computers that sufficed for all undergraduates back in our day. Of course, back in our day, not everyone had her own personal computer, and using a typewriter was also still acceptable. (Ugh, now I sound really old!)

Below is a view of what we saw when we entered the library.

It’s a lovely space. Bright, open, airy, with comfortable seating for visiting, drinking a latte, and working on a laptop. So, what’s wrong with this picture?

I don’t know about you, but I don’t see books in this picture. I see good coffee, stylish furniture, and computers. It’s like Starbucks on steroids. I half-expected to hear coffee-house acoustic guitar music in the background. This look is not bad for a corporate campus, but this is a university! I decided to investigate when I returned home this afternoon.

Here’s what I learned from Library Journal:(bold type is my emphasis)

Danielson and Salzer, meanwhile, are equally proud of a more “retro” feature added to the new library: a classic library reading room. “In the midst of all the technology and collaborative spaces, we have a wonderful room with 20′-plus ceilings and natural cherry paneling and furnishings,” Danielson noted, “an elegant, electronics-free space for quiet study and contemplation-activities that far too many new buildings slight or ignore.”

Among the features of SCU’s new library:
▪ Capacity for more than 1.1 million volumes (the library currently holds a little over 700,000)
▪ 25 collaborative workrooms, laboratories for faculty development and multimedia, three video viewing and taping rooms, and 1050 reader seats, each with a wired network connection and electric power
▪ Three “incubator spaces” for experimenting with new educational technologies
▪ An Information Commons with computers and support staff
▪ A café (and food is also allowed in the library)
An automated retrieval system capable of storing nearly one million volumes, including “most bound periodicals and lesser-used monographs,” in special shelving
▪ Expanded, climate-controlled, closed vault storage space with electronic shelving for the University’s Archives and Special Collections, as well as a dedicated reading room for researchers using these materials
When the move into the new space is completed, Salzer says about 250,000 volumes will be on open shelves, in standard book stacks, in an “inviting new book area,” with a ‘ready reference’ collection housed on low shelving. Other materials, including the rest of the reference collection, and printed government documents will be in user-accessible compact shelving in the “Lower Commons area.”

First, why is the reading room considered “retro” in a library? What does it signal about the state of the printed book when a university library considers a reading room “retro”?

Secondly, the library currently holds about 700,000 volumes. Of those, 250,000 are on open shelves, waiting for browsers. The rest, from my understanding, is reachable by automated retrieval system. That is to say, one must know what specific book(s) he needs before researching and then request them from the automated retrieval system. Perhaps it is reflective of my sloppy academic habits, but when I used to write research papers, I knew a few of the books I wanted to use, and when I went down into the stacks to retrieve them (with my own two hands) I could then browse an entire section and find many more titles relevant to my research. Keeping the majority of the volumes in an automatic retrieval system seems to me to inhibit the kind of casual browsing that sometimes leads to academic discovery and delight.

I love my university. I received a good education there from very good professors. The library, which was quite small and outdated during my day definitely needed updating. But the books were all in plain sight and easy to browse. The new Media Commons is a beautifully designed building. It has gotten lots of raves in the press around here for its design.

But. Something makes my heart skip a beat.

Am I being paranoid? Am I overlooking obvious improvements to the ability to easily do academic research? Are any of you readers out there librarians or library students who can explain the benefits of the automated retrieval system?

I’m leaving Friday to go out of town for the weekend, but I’ll check for your comments when I return. Please, somebody, anybody, tell me I’m incorrect in my knee-jerk reactions to this new building. Tell me I’ve simply been away from conducting research in a university library too long and am too old to understand how this slick, Silicon Valley version of a library is an improvement over an admittedly outdated monument to books?

See you in the stacks (if there are any stacks left)!

Published in: on April 24, 2008 at 11:07 pm Comments (5)

Chapter 93 Odds and Ends

Guess what’s coming up this weekend? That’s right. My favorite library sale. Even though it’s cold at 8:00 a.m. when the tickets are distributed, I’ll be there, because I am addicted to books and I love the quiet hours (compared to my own house, anyway) that a library sale filled with hundreds of people offers. And I’m hoping for a couple little finds for the upcoming San Francisco Antiquarian Book, Print, and Paper Fair. The sale opens at 11, and I’ll have to be fast, because I have to take Huck to attend a friend’s birthday party at 12:30 (Thoughtful Husband will be taking Tom to a different friend’s birthday party at the same time.)

I forgot to mention that I had a visit from fellow bookseller and Colorado Antiquarian Book Seminar classmate Penny Van Kirk of Vandello Books (Seattle) last week. It was so fun to have lunch with someone who likes to discuss books and bookselling as much as I do. It was good to rehash the great week in Colorado, also.

In other bookish news, Michael Elmer (like Penny, from Washington), also an alumni of the Colorado Seminar (1987) has started a new blog, BookZing. Here’s a description from his store website: “Michael’s Books has been a fixture in downtown Bellingham for 20 years. Michael Elmer started the store in June of 1983; it has since grown into a labyrinth of shelves in a 5,000 square foot store with over 200,000 volumes. In the mid-90s Michael’s began to serve customers worldwide with Internet sales. Michael’s has a Rare Book Room containing over 8000 items to accommodate our always-growing selection of hard-to-find titles.”

Michael’s blog has several informative posts on describing books beyond the basics. If you’d like to know more, you can start here.

I’m going to keep this post short tonight. I’ll conclude by telling you that one of my Christmas gifts was a gift card to Border’s. Sometimes my family is afraid to buy me actual books. They have this perception that I’ve already read everything. Since I have been very busy raising small children for the past decade, nothing could be further from the truth, but as I am the lone English major in a family of accountants and engineers, I am perceived as “the reader”. In reality, there are lots of good books out there, just waiting for me to discover and read them. So, I went to Border’s today and here I sit now, enthralled with the new book I selected. Stunningly, it is not a book about books. It’s a book about my other favorite subject: what it would be like to be a pioneer woman and live on a farm. It is Jean Marie Laska’s Fifty Acres and a Poodle: A Story of Love, Livestock, and Finding Myself on a Farm,, and it is hilarious (somewhat remniscent of The Egg and I). It’s easy reading, smart writing, and just a joy. Though I really can’t afford the sleep deprivation, I sense an all-nighter coming on. I’ll let you know tomorrow if it was worth skipping sleep for.

See you in the stacks!

Published in: on January 9, 2008 at 9:33 pm Comments (1)

Chapter 23 San Francisco Library Sale Report

I had a great birthday yesterday and enjoyed going to the Friends of the San Francisco Public Library Annual Big Book Sale. It was a fine day by the Bay — about 80 degrees and no fog, even at 6:30 p.m., when I left to go home. The sale had even more books than my favorite monthly sale, and the rows upon rows of books made it more of a hunt to find books than usual, and therefore more fun than usual. That said, I did not walk away with a shopping cart of books. I purchased about 10 different titles. I found some good reference books that will help me when I catalogue. I also found a few Western Americana and Pioneer Women titles.

My best find was In Remembrance of the Midwinter International Exposition, San Francisco, 1894. Most people who live near San Francisco know about the Panama-Pacific Exposition of 1915 and there a a few who collect books written about that. Millions of people came from all over the world to see San Francisco, beautifully rebuilt from its ruin in the 1906 Earthquake and Fire.

I did not know there was another Exposition in 1894. It appears to have been a smaller, mid-winter fair. The interesting thing about this book, aside from its bold red and gilt cover, is that it has sixteen accordion-style fold-out pages that show drawings of the Exposition grounds and surrounding San Francisco in 1894. I need to research this further, but my instinct tells me that pictures, even if they’re illustrations rather than photos, of pre-1906-earthquake San Francisco are uncommon. So are books printed in San Francisco before 1906.

As I said, I’ll have to see if research supports my hunch. It may be incorrect. I’ll let you know what I discover. In any case, it’s a beautiful book, one I can live with for a while.

Published in: on September 28, 2007 at 9:34 am Comments (1)