Reblogged because of a love of this particular book fair…
— Ernest Hemingway
Let’s define “a good weekend.” It includes a Saturday during which you get to freely roam through fully stocked rare book dealer booths from rare book dealers from across the nation and some of Europe.
Why is that so awesome? Because you get carte blanche to hold, smell and admire more rare books than you’d get to anywhere else.
And I got to this past weekend at the Seattle Antiquarian Book Fair.
It was my first time at one of these book fairs. A fact clearly communicated to all and sundry by my wearing my Mickey Mouse jacket and everyone else wearing black leather or tweed jackets. And the fact that I hopped up and down in excitement and whispered “oooOOOOooo” when I first entered the doors.
Given my love for books, my fantasies of what it…
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