Why Barnes & Noble Is Depressing
I can walk to Barnes & Noble. It’s situated across the street from me and I love that it’s there and within walking distance. It’s the place I go when I need a change of scenery from my own home to grade papers or write. There’s nothing better than grabbing a cup of Starbucks coffee, planting yourself at a table, and enjoying the smells, sights, and sounds of that wonderful place.
However, it’s also downright depressing. Now, hear me out…
Have you ever just strolled around when you’ve had time to kill? There are so many books to thrill and engage a reader. Whether you’re searching for romance, a classic, a fantasy, a thriller, a biography or autobiography, teen lit or kids books, the enormity of the choices can be overwhelming.
Barnes & Noble makes me realize and understand my own mortality.
I will never have time to read all the books I want to read.
I stand there in awe, having to make a choice: Which books will I select to read before I die? Which ones will make my list? For as I stand there, I understand with certainty, I will not get to them all.
It’s all about choices in life.
That’s why Barnes & Noble is depressing.
I get depressed because getting my book on their shelves seems like an incredible, impossible fantasy from…well, from a book.
I agree. I love it there but sometimes it makes me think my own books may never get to be housed there. 🙂 I hope one day I can say I have a book on one of their shelves.
Steph's Scribe/Stephanie Verni
Byron and Maribeth,
You two are funny. The power of positive thinking: your books WILL be on the shelves at Barnes & Noble.
I could not agree more! I spent two hours there last night, $65.00 later, and I still left feeling unsatisfied. I literally scan all of the books there, and get overwhelmed because there are so many that look interesting to me. I want to read all of them!