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For a couple years before I moved away from Missouri, I worked in a bookstore downtown. We sold used and new books, and it was just right about the time that internet bookstores were really becoming a thing. It was Big News when our town got a Barnes & Noble, and people were angry, worried it would put us out of business. We would remind them there were a couple bookstores in the mall, and they hadn't put us out of business, so Barnes & Noble wouldn't either. As far as I know, she is still in business, an actual brick-and-mortar bookstore, though in a completely different location which, in my opinion, makes it lose some of its charm.
Part of my job was entering inventory into the computer system, the most old-school database you can imagine. It allowed us to do like two functions - enter information and search for information. Sometimes her son would come in and enter inventory for the website, but otherwise you'd just come in, ask if we had a book, and we'd go find it for you.
When that part of my job was done, I could pretty much do what I wanted if the proprietor wasn't around. I would put on some Enya because it's what she had for store play, and I would find something on the shelf to read.
A lot of customers were obsessed with these Redwall books. Somehow I never heard of them before I worked there, even though this first book was published in 1986 when I would have been 8 years old. How did I never know about this book, this series, this author before the late 90s? (This is probably the point where my brother jumps in to remind me that we had all of these books and we read them all of the time. But I think I might be right about it this time.)
Not understanding the hype, I decided to read the series. I picked up the first book and I remember reading it, with Enya playing in the background, over the course of several months. The problem was I'd put it back on the shelf at the end of the day and someone would buy it, and then I'd have to wait for her to order another copy, and it was all very sad. The thing is, I have no memory of what the story was actually about. It was rather forgettable for me, which is a shame because people really seem to love this series.
So now I decided I would re-read this one and then continue on with the series, though people like to tell me that the series gets progressively worse and nothing lives up to the quality of the first couple of books.
Another shame because I didn't think this first book was that good to begin with.
Maybe a lot of it has to do with the fact that this is a story of animals who have adventures. I still haven't read Watership Down because I - like so many others - was so traumatized by the cartoon movie at a young age that I cannot bring myself to read the book that so many others have really loved.
To be fair, for a first novel in a series, there's a lot of groundwork to be laid. Jacques did an okay job at that, though I don't understand how it could possibly have been that interesting to younger readers since as an adult reader I found myself bored and often confused as to what was happening. It's almost like the book is written in code, and I don't speak the language. It's the most bizarre thing.
But I do have a vague interest in the story now that I've re-read this first book, and I have the second book lined up (in an audio format) so that's a thing that will happen soon. Once I get up the nerve to continue. Because I like to be a completist, I really am pretty certain that this is a reading project I want to undertake. I do, however, have some reservations.
Sigh.
Part of my job was entering inventory into the computer system, the most old-school database you can imagine. It allowed us to do like two functions - enter information and search for information. Sometimes her son would come in and enter inventory for the website, but otherwise you'd just come in, ask if we had a book, and we'd go find it for you.
When that part of my job was done, I could pretty much do what I wanted if the proprietor wasn't around. I would put on some Enya because it's what she had for store play, and I would find something on the shelf to read.
A lot of customers were obsessed with these Redwall books. Somehow I never heard of them before I worked there, even though this first book was published in 1986 when I would have been 8 years old. How did I never know about this book, this series, this author before the late 90s? (This is probably the point where my brother jumps in to remind me that we had all of these books and we read them all of the time. But I think I might be right about it this time.)
Not understanding the hype, I decided to read the series. I picked up the first book and I remember reading it, with Enya playing in the background, over the course of several months. The problem was I'd put it back on the shelf at the end of the day and someone would buy it, and then I'd have to wait for her to order another copy, and it was all very sad. The thing is, I have no memory of what the story was actually about. It was rather forgettable for me, which is a shame because people really seem to love this series.
So now I decided I would re-read this one and then continue on with the series, though people like to tell me that the series gets progressively worse and nothing lives up to the quality of the first couple of books.
Another shame because I didn't think this first book was that good to begin with.
Maybe a lot of it has to do with the fact that this is a story of animals who have adventures. I still haven't read Watership Down because I - like so many others - was so traumatized by the cartoon movie at a young age that I cannot bring myself to read the book that so many others have really loved.
To be fair, for a first novel in a series, there's a lot of groundwork to be laid. Jacques did an okay job at that, though I don't understand how it could possibly have been that interesting to younger readers since as an adult reader I found myself bored and often confused as to what was happening. It's almost like the book is written in code, and I don't speak the language. It's the most bizarre thing.
But I do have a vague interest in the story now that I've re-read this first book, and I have the second book lined up (in an audio format) so that's a thing that will happen soon. Once I get up the nerve to continue. Because I like to be a completist, I really am pretty certain that this is a reading project I want to undertake. I do, however, have some reservations.
In the Abbey kitchens Cornflower stirred the oatmeal and checked on the bread baking in the oven. She smiled to herself. What would Matthias have thought of it all?
Last night's heroine. This morning's cook!
(p304)
Sigh.