A quick look at some of the fiction in my BOOK's section at the thrift store.
Every once in a while, I like to take stock this way--by photographing the shelves. It can seem as if the same titles are always on hand--and some are, such as Cold Mountain. (No matter how often I cull them, more copies get donated. There are three on the shelf at the moment.)
But looking at the photos I take over time, I see how much the stock does change.
BELOW: The main front-facing display. A mishmash of mostly nonfiction with no theme this week--more or less accidentally, it's blue & yellow again.
I'd displayed new Y/A novels, but someone bought them all at once. I was glad to see the customer was a teenage girl, not a reseller. Fiction doesn't have much resale value, luckily for local readers. I like it to have lots of titles on hand for people who want to read them, not resell them.
Fiction is roughly in alphbetical order--seems I often skip A––D.
Below, in F for Frazier, Charles, there's Cold Mountain. Maybe I should read it? I didn't care for the movie though, except for the scene where Renée Zellweger's character is screaming about "men pissing on us, telling us it's rain."
Looking at you, D. H. L.
Lots of the same old faces, for sure, but once in a while an interesting cover comes in. I love the old Steinbeck paperbacks:
