I’m a bookseller, and after 30+ years all over the publishing industry, I consider myself pretty knowledgeable. But the customers in the store don’t know that, and there are some long days where you feel like just a faceless clerk.
So I was thrilled on my walk through the park today. Someone called out to me, and I turned to see one of my customers waving me over. Her name is June, and she and I had only recently met; so I trotted over, and she introduced me to her husband. She presented me with a great flourish and said, “This is the woman who helps me find good books.” What I heard was: “This is the woman who adds great joy to my life.”
I was thrilled, of course. Frankly, I feel like every time I match a customer to a great book, it is a very, very good deed. But I can’t write about that every day, can I?
Wait for it.