2009/365/249 Score! Used Books
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I wandered down today to the Pine (AZ) Labor Day Festival- one of my favorite things at these summer fairs are the library’s used book sale. I wandered all the tables, and hit the jackpot on the last table, with Neil Gaimian’s Neverwhere and William Gibson’s Pattern Recognition.

Each one set me back 50 cents.

So one (I don’t know who…) might ask, what does the author get out of this book resale?

On the surface, at the moment, nothing. But that’s the most narrow economic viewpoint.

There is more value in me becoming a fan, inspired by these books to perhaps buy others through official channels, or to broadcast my love of the books to my contacts, who in turn may buy or redistribute. You have to think about networks and flow, not one time transactions.

And I love this portable technology. The battery life is incredible. And I get to use my mind to conjure up the imagery of the stories within.

As much as I love digital, there is sheer joy in thumbing through rows of books til one jumps out at you.

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  1. Not sure if you bought a Walter Mosely novel as well, but I am a big fan of his. His Black NY noirs are amazing, and Devil in a Blue Dress is a masterpiece, and the film adaption is in my opinion possibly one of the best neo-noirs made in the past twenty yeas.

    Happy thumbing.

  2. I agree, it’s about the social networking. If Chris Anderson is correct, stuff has to be given away for free and the profits will follow.

    By the way, I can tell that you were in AZ. In northern Michigan, we certainly wouldn’t call a Labor Day fair a summer fair.

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