Word: bookshop
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...Mysterious Bookshop (20,000; New York City). The biggest mystery is how this unassuming little Manhattan shop managed to sell $1 million worth of crime and detective fiction last year despite the presence, within easy walking distance, of five chain outlets. The solution: Mysterious carries hard-to-find whodunits that mystery buffs crave. Says customer Steve Ritterman: "There's much more depth here than in a regular bookstore -- authors you can't find elsewhere." Owner Otto Penzler concedes that he does not do smash business with best sellers by the likes of Robert Parker or Robert Ludlum. "B. Dalton...
...Fantasy Bookstore (8 JFK St.) carries new, used and out-of-print science fiction. Seven Stars (58 JFK St.) and Sky Light Books (111 Mt. Auburn St.) have new age books and crystals. Both of them also offer classes and workshops in new age philosophy. And The Thomas More Bookshop (1352 Mass. Ave.) carries books in philosophy and religion...
...versions of the truth could still be found. Pushing my way past a mob of women lined up on the Tambov pedestrian mall to buy yellow tights, I had stepped into a bookshop. On display were paperbacks from a series called Imperialism: Acts, Facts and Records...
...Richard Lacayo, who serves as TIME's photography critic besides writing in the magazine's Nation section. Years before Lacayo decided to pursue an English major at Cornell, he became fascinated with photography when he picked up a secondhand volume of Henri Cartier-Bresson's work at a neighborhood bookshop on New York's Long Island. "I was about 14 years old," says Lacayo, "and I didn't know a thing about photography. But Cartier-Bresson's images of street life needed no explanation. They drew...
Rachel Kennedy, 32, is a working partner in a London bookshop. She lives alone in a snug flat over the store. She is astute, self-sufficient and discreet. Occasionally, when the mood is on her, Rachel goes cruising, though she puts the matter even less romantically: "I go out, seek companions, bear them home . . . No bourgeois sentiments for me, no noble passions." Elsewhere, Anita Brookner's questionable heroine pitches her case more strongly: "I had resolved at a very early stage never to be reduced to any form of emotional beggary, never to plead, never to impose guilt, and never...