We can hardly believe it, but today marks three years of bookselling at 567 Richmond St. We were two weeks shy of our one year anniversary when the great lock-down took place, and today things are open — not quite normal, but open.
This got us feeling a bit sentimental. We saw photos popping up on our feeds of some of supporters shunting boxes of books and busted shelving units up the sidewalk of Richmond Row, including lots of you!
Yeah, we’re all stuck in our feels today.
What we want to tell you is that we know this is a tough time. Gas is so expensive we canceled our free local book delivery service. Groceries seems to get more costly every week. We’re worried as inflation climbs and housing prices bust out the ceiling. No one wants to spend their money. We don’t want to spend our money. Let’s be honest here, we’re all in the same boat.
However, this is our job. It’s our job to wave gorgeous books under your brilliant nose and seduce you into spending your hard earned dough on first editions and rare pulps. As ridiculous book hoarders ourselves, we sympathize. I mean, we have to catalogue these books and watch them, sometimes quite mournfully, waltz out the door in backpacks and reusable shopping bags. We’d like to take them home, but instead we watch you lovelies come in week after week scooping up rare, beautiful masterpieces of genre trash and literary prowess and seducing them away from us. We find treasures, and within days of describing them, they are gone. Damn you!
Wait a minute, what were we saying again?
Oh yes, we are all broke and scared of worldwide economic collapse. Here’s hoping there is something below that you’d like to take into the bunker with you. Have a great weekend, and always remember that you are important to us.
Much love,
Jason and Vanessa
