Solo at The Strand Bookstore


This is the probably the last post of my New York trip (unless I get inspired to write some more). I don’t really like taking pictures of myself but I thought this is as good a time as any. This was me prowling the shelves of Strand Bookstore; 18 miles of used, new, and rare books housed in a three-floor character building. In short, it was my personal heaven; and a fruition of a dream. You might think it lame, but yes. I’ve always wanted to visit Strand for a personal reason, and I knew that this is probably the only chance I will have, so I’m really glad I did.

As for a BEA recap, I’m sure you will get your fill of those type of posts in the days to come, so I’m not going to bother. But here are the things I’ve learned:

  1. I can say no to ARCs. Just because the books are free, doesn’t mean I must pick them up. I was surprised with the self-control I’ve displayed.
  2. I was fine with not being able to pick up the books that I’ve most coveted (Landline, for example). Because the truth is, after I’d gone back to the hotel and saw the piles I’ve gotten, I realized I will never be able to read them all. I’m honest enough to admit that.
  3. Acquiring those free books isn’t as easy as I thought it would be. You need efficient organization and time management. Be prepared to wait in line.
  4. Now that I’ve gone, I don’t think I will be going back in the foreseeable future. I think it’s one of those experiences where you’ll either really love it, or you’ll absolutely hate it. I, on the other hand, couldn’t see myself going and reliving the daily exhaustion of the entire thing in the near future.
  5. I will go back to New York, though. I’ve fallen  in love with the city’s energy, no matter how hectic. New York City is inspirational, if you can believe it.

Just so you know, I am probably going to skip posting a BEA book haul. I will have my Hoarders up this weekend with all the books I’ve gotten in the last two weeks. These will be books from publishers and the books I bought from New York.

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The Vertical City


I haven’t been able to take much pictures of this city. This trip has been mostly about books, authors and sore feet. As much as those have been fun, I’m disappointed that I haven’t fully taken advantage of the loads of photo-opportunity this city has to offer. I have taken so few, but I must admit how beautiful some of the pictures turned out. This is the view from the Top of the Rock (Rockefeller Centre), which shows a faint visual of the tip of Manhattan Island. I am terrified of heights; so the whole time I was up there, I stayed at a great distance from the glass partition.

New York thrums with energy from the inside and out; from top to bottom. People move at a constant speed; you can’t sit idly by or you will get lost in the stream. This is even more prevalent if you find yourself frozen in the lit melee of Times Square.

Oddly enough, and as chaotic New York has been, this place has turned me into a contemplative tourist. This city has made me self-aware; even more so than usual. I learned that I’m much too dependent on the people around me; that I cannot survive without asking anyone for help.  At forty years old, I am still, and probably will always be an introvert who freezes at the thought of walking into a roomful of people on my own. I suck as a human being; I expect people to talk to me instead of making the initiative myself. I did warn you that my on-line personality is more gregarious than in real life. So as much as you’ve been disappointed in me, I am more disappointed in myself.

I think this will be it for now, I may or may not do an in-depth recap of the BEA events. I’m sorry if I haven’t visited your blog lately but I will be going back to regular programming next week.


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The Guy and His Moleskin Book

Hot guy on airplane writing poetry

I never realize how alive this city is. I mean, I’ve read about how you don’t know what a rat race is until you’ve lived in the city of New York, but to see it and experience it first hand is quite an eye-opener. To be honest, I’m having a bit of a culture shock. This place is so fast-paced, and the people never seem to stop moving; molecules bumping into each other, creating an energy visible to anyone watching.

The city is beautiful in its own way; its architecture – both modern, and traditional – inspires a common pedestrian to take a stab at artistic photography. I’ve only seen a bit of Time Square and its vicinity, but the pictures I’ve taken inspired a different kind of creative medium. Writing.

I’ve always thought that there is nothing hotter than a man reading a novel.

I was wrong.

I think that a man writing on a moleskin notebook is infinitely hotter. This guy in particular, perfectly captured the ease in which an inspired writer solemnly unleash his words before inspiration wanes. The two hour-flight from Minneapolis to New York was not wasted.

I’d like to imagine that he was either writing poetry or song lyrics; a short story or the beginnings of The Great American Novel. But whatever it is, I wish I could thank this guy for inspiring me today. For tapping into my creative reserves without him realizing it.

Hey you. What are you writing?

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[mis]Adventures in New York City

08076-17220307351Hello there! So, as many of you know, I’m New York bound tomorrow. There’s this book thing; I don’t know if you’ve heard of it. Book Expo America? Does that ring a bell? Apparently, it’s a big to-do in the book blogging community. Meh.


Yeah, so. New York City. Big place, lots of people. What is there to do?

Well, I know our first order of business when we get there is to find the nearest bookstore! Because, guess what? City of freaking Heavenly Fire is out that day! I’m dying. Dying.

Anyway, this is only my third time travelling without the family so I’m still kind of anxious. No worries, though, as I’m going with three of my cousins. Good times, good times.

We spent Friday night planning their days, and my nights since I’m probably only going to be with them after five.

10390460_10152062872166428_1891798587813331925_n To be honest, all I want to do is do a bookstore tour of New York City, which would also include the libraries. Is that weird? You know, I’m already going to be surrounded by books from 9 to 5, then go find some more books after?

The one that I want to see the most is The New York Public Library, and a couple of independent bookstores. I also want to see MoMA and The Metropolitan Museum of Art. Do I sound pretentious? I don’t mean to be. I just really would like to see the exhibits. It’s not everyday that I am able to get civilized in my neck of the woods so, these opportunities need to be taken advantage of.

Anyway, I got invited to a Random House Publishing shindig! I’m so freaking excited! I flailed like a fish out of water when I got the e-vite. Seriously, so stoked! I’m going to meet up with an author friend, Anne Eliot, along with some bloggers that I’ve been friends with. I really hope I won’t embarrass myself too much. 🙂

I think I’ll sign off for now. I sprained my ankle a couple of days ago [fml]. I’m icing them right now; I hope the swelling goes down by the time I wake up tomorrow.


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