Fiction: The Bookstore
Sep. 30th, 2011 11:43 pmTitle: The Bookstore
Word count: 1035
Rating: G
Prompt:![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
whatawaytoburn's: "Tell me a story about a bookstore that's never in the same place twice."
Notes: I wrote another story about this bookstore once. (I think it had the same title.) It was terrible. But it's cool to discover that this bookstore moves around!
The sign said “We have every book in every language ever written,” and it was raining hard, so she went inside.
The short, bald black man behind the counter looked up and smiled at her. She smiled distractedly back. She didn’t really believe the sign—the little, aluminum building didn’t look like it could hold all the books published that year, let alone ever—but with all the books crammed into rows and rows of closely-spaced shelves, all the colors and words surrounding her, she was starting to imagine it was true.( Read more... )
Word count: 1035
Rating: G
Prompt:
whatawaytoburn's: "Tell me a story about a bookstore that's never in the same place twice."Notes: I wrote another story about this bookstore once. (I think it had the same title.) It was terrible. But it's cool to discover that this bookstore moves around!
The sign said “We have every book in every language ever written,” and it was raining hard, so she went inside.
The short, bald black man behind the counter looked up and smiled at her. She smiled distractedly back. She didn’t really believe the sign—the little, aluminum building didn’t look like it could hold all the books published that year, let alone ever—but with all the books crammed into rows and rows of closely-spaced shelves, all the colors and words surrounding her, she was starting to imagine it was true.( Read more... )
