A friend sent me this story yesterday:
In a dramatic act of biblio-immolation to protest “society’s diminishing support for the printed word,” Tom Wayne staged a book burning in front of his bookstore, Prospero’s Books in Kansas City, Mo.
According to the Associated Press (via the Lawrence Journal-World), Wayne built what he called “the funeral pyre for thought in America today.” The blaze was extinguished by the fire department because Wayne did not have a permit, but he said he will obtain one and “envisions monthly bonfires until his supply–estimated at 20,000 books–is exhausted.”
Closer to home, Charlie Orr is closing his Minneapolis bookstore after 35 years. According to today’s StarTribune, he cites his age, the cost of rent, and competition from big-box stores and the Internet as among the reasons for closing.
Orr told the paper that he’d miss the “camaraderie of people coming by, meeting their friends here and talking. I’m just not sure that small bookstores can do what they used to do: be neat places that people develop an emotional relationship with.”