The Yellow-Lighted Bookshop by Lewis Buzbee was one of my Christmas gifts this year. I'm eager to get started on it, especially after reading the opening for today's First Chapter First Paragraph - Tuesday Intros, hosted by Bibliophile by the Sea. I encourage to stop by to see what other bloggers are diving into this week.
Here's the First Paragraph of The Yellow-Lighted Bookshop:
When I walk into a bookstore, any bookstore, first thing in the morning, I'm flooded with a sense of hushed excitement. I shouldn't feel this way. I've spent most of my adult life working in bookstores, either as a bookseller or a publisher's sales rep, and even though I no longer work in the business, as an incurable reader I find myself in a bookstore at least five times a week. Shouldn't I be blasé about it all by now? In the quiet of such a morning, however, the store's displays stacked squarely and its shelves tidy and promising, I know that this is no mere shop. When a bookstore opens its doors, the rest of the world enters, too, the day's weather and the day's news, the streams of customers, and of course the boxes of books and the many other worlds they contain--books of facts and truths, books newly written and those first read centuries before, books of great relevance and books of absolute banality. Standing in the middle of this confluence, I can't help but feel the possibility of the universe unfolding a little, once upon a time.
I think this book and I are going to get along just fine. How about you?