With the end of summer comes the end of the cicadas. After two loud-ass months above ground, their 13-year life span is coming to an end. In last Sunday's NYT Sunday Review section, author Ann Patchett compares the life cycle of the 13-year cicada to the big box bookstore.
"It’s like being in a popcorn popper full of giant bugs for about six weeks, and no matter how many times you’ve seen them before, it’s always something of a shock. The same could be said for a book tour..." Read more
Now that the cycle is over, there will be a return to small, locally grown bookstores, which aren't nearly as scrumptious dipped in chocolate as the cicada. Due to recent dormancy of this page, and general inconsistency, I feel a bit like the cicada and the bog box bookstore: helpful at times, impressive to a point, then pretty much annoying.
With that in mind, I will be running weekly reviews that first ran in the Chicago Tribune of Chicago-area independent bookstores from now until early November, which historically (the past two years) has been National Bookstore Day.
As ever, thanks for reading.
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