I guess I miss the good ol' days. President Clinton was in office and was frequently photographed with a book in hand, or seen visiting a bookstore. You had your book club. But I still want to say thank you for everything you've done to support books and promote reading.
My teen years are a blur of loitering and prowling, in libraries, bookstores, and books themselves. And there may have been some trespassing along the way. (The statute of limitations hasn't expired though, so I'll leave it at that.)
I admit that for many years I subscribed to the policy that a book, any book, was always better than no book. In recent years though, I have come to believe that it is the dirty little secret of the bookselling world that some books just suck.
I once slept with a man because he gave me a copy of Murakami's The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle. Before you judge me, read the book. It's lyrical and seductive and changes the way you think about reality, about life.