It is no secret, we suppose, that Oakland's co-managers, Chris & Brad, have a taste for drinks whose ABV is well-north of 0%. So it was perfectly normal that our friends at the Literary Hub asked them to cobble together a short reading list in honor of beer.
It's funny . . . the longer the days become, the quicker they seem to pass. How on earth is the Tournament of Books already up to the second round?!? There's still plenty of time to jump aboard for the semifinals and onward -- not to mention to jeer & cheer the results of the previous weeks' selections. If I was a betting man, my money'd be on a nip & tuck final between Marlon James' A Brief History of Seven Killings and Elena Ferrante's Those Who Leave and Those Who Stay. I'll keep my championship pick close to the chest for now, though.
What about you? Who are you cheering for? mourning? feeling was unjustly booted?
If you’ve been in the store the past week or so you’ve heard us gushing over Helen MacDonald’s tremendous new book, H is for Hawk. Brad at the Oakland store, in particular, has turned talking to people about the book into a mixed-martial-art submission move. He's a little excitable sometimes. In any event, we love seeing debut authors come out of the gate so strong, and are very excited to see the New York Times is slowly catching up with our level of enthusiasm.
"Paste in the video! Paste in the video!" Brad is screeching. So, here goes:
I'm on vocal record as being decidedly anti-uniform ... but I have to say if all the booksellers at Diesel wore this jacket, I might not complain. And, I should note, never with disdain! (Poster courtesy of Community Bookstore, and is available via Etsy.)
Summer Reading! A great idea, so variously interpreted. Reverie, which is one of Summer's finest virtues, takes me back to such a wide swath of reading styles that were perfect for my summer reading: Crawlspace, a terrifying thriller I read at the beach in New Jersey as a teenager; Moby-Dick -- one of the most absorbing, astonishing, and transformational of summer reads -- read mostly in an armchair in a dormer, surrounded by a lamp, a small bookcase and a stereo; and Of Human Bondage and the poems of Fernando Pessoa, read between swims and grilled mackerel in the Algarve in Portugal, at the beach.