Only in Austin (or at least in very few places but Austin, I’m guessing) will the inauguration of a bottom-end used-book store be not only celebrated with live music, but have its aisles jammed with jostling shoppers (and its side streets crammed with circling would-be parkers) not 20 minutes after opening its doors of a Saturday noon.
This is just exactly what I didn’t need. The Austin Public Library opening its own used-book outlet, Recycled Reads. Paperbacks are a buck. Hardbacks $2. Some really juicy stuff is marked at $5 and, in a few cases, $10.
I got this slightly rusty slipcased Random House edition of Marcel Proust’s Remembrance of Things Past — bound to be right up there with Finnegan’s Wake as one of the least read of all famous books — for $5. I know it’s too common to be collectible, but it’s a better looking reader’s copy — ahem — than I’m ever likely to find for that price in paper.
Also scored: tight clean hardbacks of Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn’s The Gulag Archipelago and Isaac Bashevis Singer’s The Collected Stories, the catalog for Houston’s FotoFest 94 (eventually I’m going to stumble into all of these), a slim hardback Aperture #79 (I seriously doubt I’ll ever find all of these) with some really creepy Jerome Liebling photographs of corpses, and, last but hardly least, this incredibly beauty at right, which is the kind of gorgeously designed but marginally livewithoutable sort of title that I frequently fondle and forego at, say, $15. But $5? The fighting Indians of the West are coming home with me.