BlathrWayne Lorentz

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Nice handwriting

Wednesday, May 25th, 2022 Alive 18,656 days

A lost list posted at Crescent City Books

When new used books are received at Crescent City Books, sometimes it is found that they contain little slips of paper. So the staff at Crescent City posts those around the store for everyone to see.

Thereʼs shopping lists, love notes, and incoherent word salads of all kinds.

If youʼre looking for inspiration, itʼs thumbtacked serendipity aplenty.

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Three's a crowd

Wednesday, May 25th, 2022 Alive 18,656 days

This is the entire store

Curation is the key to quality. It's the difference between a disc jockey and an iPod on shuffle mode. It brings order to chaos. It allows the best things to stand out in a way that makes sense.

Curated in probably the best way to describe Faulkner House Books. Perhaps, curated to a fault. This isn't a place you go to explore the unknown. It's where you go to fill in the gaps in your knowledge. To buy important books by important people. To re-read all the things you were assigned to read in high school, but were too young to appreciate.

There probably isn't a bad book in the entire store, which is both a blessing and a curse. It's good to know that no matter what you buy, your money won't be wasted. But at the same time, the only kind of undiscovered fringe writers you will find are people who were undiscovered and fringe half a century ago, and are now so mainstream their books are covered in school.

I ended up with Soldier's Pay, because it's the book that William Faulkner wrote when he lived in this building, which is why Faulkner House Books is called Faulkner House Books. It's a good book, once you burrow through the first few chapters and get used to the writing style. In high school I was given the choice of a Hemingway book and a Faulkner book, and I chose Hemingway. Now my education is complete.

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Leaving is fundamental

Friday, April 22nd, 2022 Alive 18,623 days

The Twisted Root by Anne Perry, abandoned in Midtown

Someone left this book on a light pole support for any random stranger to find and read.

While I am a random stranger, Iʼm also about 50 books behind on my reading, so Iʼll leave this for someone else.

Itʼs nice to know thereʼs another soul out there who sets books completed free, rather than throwing them in the trash. I leave mine on trains.

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Bess friends

Sunday, July 18th, 2021 Alive 18,345 days

Annie creeping around on a bookshelf

She canʼt read, but Annie sure digs those Nancy Drew books.

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Why is she biting the water?

Sunday, March 28th, 2021 Alive 18,233 days

An ad for Newport cigarettes, bound into my book

Iʼm reading an old paperback dime store novel. I guess this is the 1970ʼs equivalent of a pop-up ad.

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Friday, February 12th, 2021 Alive 18,189 days

I think the reason that many people on the internet incorrectly put punctuation outside of closing quotation marks is because they donʼt read books.

If you read, youʼre used to seeing it done correctly, and are familiar with it.

This is correct: “Word.”

This is not correct: “Word”.

Donʼt believe me? Open any book.

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Friday, January 1st, 2021 Alive 18,147 days

Every time someone asks me why I use something as cumbersome and antiquated as a checkbook, I ask them why they donʼt speak Esperanto.

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“…his middle name was ʼTrouble!ʼ”

Sunday, March 1st, 2020 Alive 17,841 days

A copy of the book Two Gun Trail

Iʼm at a coffee shop with nothing to do for four hours. Good thing I keep emergency brain-rotting material in the car.

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Suck it, Egon

Sunday, June 23rd, 2019 Alive 17,589 days

There are twelve people at Starbucks this morning.

Three are reading the New York Times. Two are reading the local paper. One is reading a book. The rest are lost in their phones.

I guess journalismʼs not dead after all.

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