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The Yellow-Lighted Bookshop
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Product Description
fascinating historical account of the bookseller’s trade—from the great Alexandria library with an estimated one million papyrus scrolls to Sylvia Beach’s famous Paris bookstore, Shakespeare and Company, which led to the extraordinary effort to publish and sell James Joyce’s Ulysses during the 1920s.
Product Details
- Amazon Sales Rank: #377982 in Books
- Published on: 2006-05-30
- Released on: 2006-05-30
- Original language: English
- Number of items: 1
- Binding: Hardcover
- 180 pages
Editorial Reviews
From Publishers Weekly
Starred Review. Buzbee (Fliegelman's Desire) is a book lover. When he describes walking into a bookstore, feasting his eyes on the walls lined with stock, gravitating to the tables stacked with new issues and then discovering some volume so irresistibly beautiful he just has to buy it, you realize that he just doesn't love books, he's besotted. Buzbee tells the story of his lifelong obsession, from his elementary school Weekly Reader orders to his first jobs clerking in bookstores and his short career as a publisher's rep. Woven into these personal essays is a tangential discourse on the history of bookmaking and bookselling, from the ancient Romans and Chinese to the modern era. He describes the scriptoriums in Roman bookshops where the wealthy could order a book copied, the stacks of unbound quires a customer would have chosen from in a 15th-century bookshop (proto-paperbacks) and everything one would want to know about the modern business of bookselling, from ISBNs to remainders. On current hot-button issues, like predatory pricing by big-box stores and Internet vendors, he's careful where he draws his bottom line, which is "between bookstores and the absence of them." (June)
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From Booklist
*Starred Review* For Buzbee, a former bookseller and publishing rep, time spent in a bookstore is nothing short of sublime. "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," he writes in the opening chapter of this slim, luminous volume. Buzbee manages just the right mix of history lesson and personal recollection. He reflects upon the roots of the book trade (the first great library at Alexandria, where the vast holdings were each hand copied by scribes onto papyrus scrolls); the progression of retail (from simple market stalls to book hawkers to the megastores of today); and his own hours lovingly logged at the literary chain store, Upstart Crow, where, as an eager teenager in San Jose, California, he learned the ins and outs of the business. Bookstores, Buzbee reminds us, are not just places of intellectual indulgence; they're historically significant, too. The celebrated Paris establishment, Shakespeare & Co., was the first to publish James Joyce's Ulysses, and Lawrence Ferlinghetti's City Lights gave voice to Allen Ginsberg's Howl. Both anecdotal and eloquent, The Yellow-Lighted Bookshop is a tribute to those who crave the cozy confines of a bookshop, a place to be "alone among others" and savor a bountiful literary buffet. Allison Block
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Review
“I cannot remember when I have read a book with such delight.” —Paul Yamazaki, City Lights Bookstore
Customer Reviews
Five Stars Plus- Wonderful
If you love to read this book will make you very happy. This work, part memoir part history, tracks one man's love for books parallel to civilizations development of books.
The author recounts the books that moved him, the places that moved him and the people that enriched his life. The reading life is a great life and Buzzbee marvelously weaves together a solid narrative using this theme.
This work isn't elitist or a guidebook of what to read next. It is a simple, short and beautiful appraisal of the power of the world of books.
Book Lust, Book History, and Everything in Between
From _The Yellow-Lighted Bookshop_:
"It's not as if I don't have anything to read; there's a tower of perfectly good unread books next to my bed, not to mention the shelves of books in the living room I've been meaning to reread. I find myself, maddeningly, hungry for the next one, as yet unknown. I no longer try to analyze this hunger; I capitulated long ago to the book lust that's afflicted me most of my life. I know enough about the course of the disease to know I'll discover something soon."
This quote could have come from my own autobiography, were I ever to feel compelled to write one. How comforting to know I'm not the only book addict on this earth, even in this age of reality TV when the average attention span is all of three seconds long.
As someone who reads books about books compulsively, I'm always on the lookout for anything new in this genre. Often I'm disappointed by either lightweight content or lack of a really interesting style, but in the case of this book that wasn't a problem.
This is a book that's both charming in style and very rich in content, something that's all too rare. Books like this need champions to proclaim their glory to the world. They're little books, from the standpoint of having to battle the heavy-hitting bestsellers, but huge books if you are anywhere near as enamored by books as Lewis Buzbee. And, if you were attracted enough to look this one up on Amazon, I can only trust you ARE enamored and I hope you'll not just read this one but comment on it wherever you can. This book deserves as wide an audience as it can get, but it's largely by word of mouth that so many small press books achieve that. So, give it a read and proclaim it to all the world!
Don't make me beg...
As countless other readers will likely find, I identified with so many aspects of this book, from the author's musing on the My Weekly Reader book orders from his grade school days through his various bookstore jobs. His wonderful sidetrips into the history of the book itself made fascinating reading, adding so much to what could have been a fine stand alone memoir of book lust and bookselling. Absolutely wonderful stuff, and a must for all the book-obsessed.
Now comes my big decision, whether to hoard this book all to myself or set it free to delight my other bookloving friends. Though I'm torn, I think I will send it on. It pains me, but as Buzbee put it, "Reading is a solitary act, but one that demands connection to the world..."
So, humbly, I send my copy of this book forth into the wide world, with the full knowledge that another copy of this book is only a One Click finger twitch away.
Surrounded By Books
Reading Lewis Buzbee's The Yellow-Lighted Bookshop was like going home again. Like Buzbee, I grew up in San Jose in the sixties and seventies. His reminiscences of My Weekly Reader and Scholastic Book catalogs brought back forgotten memories. He recalls shopping for books at Valley Fair, Gemco, Rexall, and Little Professor. So do I. He began college at a small Jesuit university nearby. Me too. He applied for a job at The Upstart Crow in the Pruneyard. I did too. He got a job there. I, uh, worked at McDonald's instead.
Buzbee intersperses the history of bookselling and libraries with his own bookish memories. For me though, the specific memories of Bay Area bookshops was the highlight. He covers everything from the grungy used bookstores near San Jose State to the neighborhood libraries with their patios. Buzbee stayed in the book business after college. He worked at two of the best book stores in the area, then became a publisher's rep with Northern California as his territory. Although I did not go into the book business, my husband ended up working at bookstores all over Northern California in the eighties and nineties. I wonder how many times we've run into Buzbee over the years.
I had so much fun reading The Yellow-Lighted Bookshop. Buzbee describes some of his book quirks, such as going to the airport newsstand and not leaving until he's picked a book. There's always one gem among what looks like a hopeless collection of bestsellers and porn. Or of occasionally browsing the children's books in the Borders or Barnes & Noble, even if you don't have any kids to shop for. I've read some of the best books that way, the latest being Click, Clack, Moo by Doreen Cronin.
If you are the sort of person who thinks of Waterstone's when someone says London, of Feltrinelli's when you remember Rome, and Powell's when someone says Portland, you are the sort of person Lewis Buzbee wrote The Yellow-Lighted Bookstore for.
