Man, I miss them.
Where I live now, the city has a reputation for being “chain city” (at least that is what I call it); meaning, the majority of businesses are franchises. Chain restaurants rule, and owner-run restaurants are few and far between. I like supporting the “little guys”. I also like knowing that the guy in the kitchen may be the owner, or the Hostess may be his wife or daughter, or the next time I come in they will ask about my son by name. Not only does the food taste better (to me, anyway), but I like the atmosphere and attention to detail.
Barnes and Noble is “the” bookstore in this town. Sigh. Yes, I go there, but it does not conjure up those same “feel good” experiences I had when living back east, frequenting the Harvard Bookstore in Cambridge, or my small favorite bookstores in upstate NY.
So yesterday I’m visiting Boulder, and discover nine bookstores – all on one street – and the majority of them were Indies. Nirvana! I could have stayed there all day.
Sure, some titles may cost more at the Indies, but the folks who work there are knowledgeable, passionate about books, and OMG, they may even have read some of them! I once encountered a B&N sales person who told me straight out she hates to read, and only works there ‘cuz she needed extra money.
Sigh.
I am back on the indie bookstore train, and rue the day I ever got de-railed. Never again. I’m going to support the booksellers who support their communities; vendors who push their passion – books. It’s a win-win.