I already told you about how fantastic libraries are and what bars have their own bookshelves or literary significance in New York, but what if you just want to buy some books??? Well, my Guidespot friends, you have come to the right gal! A few clicks and you've just bought a book these days, but browsing bookstores, especially the independent or specialty ones, is like a fun treasure hunt. Don't let Amazon take all your money, okay?
Independent Bookstores
Like going green and eating local, supporting independent bookstores has become politically popular in our stifling Wal-Mart world. But, I’m not going to rant!
Indie bookstores surprise you with their unknown stock and funny/cynical/crotchety/clueless employees and owners. Maybe all NYTimes hardbacks aren’t 30% off and there’s no bathroom or cafe, but independent bookstores rock my bookworm world.
A few blocks over is the famous Strand with its 18 miles of books, and this stretch of New York actually used to be a formidable book row. Alabaster lives on, practically stacking its inventory to the ceiling and providing a great service to the community: the $2 book truck.
A few blocks over is the famous Strand with its 18 miles of books, and this stretch of New York actually used to be a formidable book row. Alabaster lives on, practically stacking its inventory to the ceiling and providing a great service to the community: the $2 book truck.
Wow, what a surprise, the Strand makes this list! Tons of books, hot sales staff, newly renovated floors, and those cute Strand tote bags that scream “I like to read!” to all inquiring minds and potential soulmates.
Wow, what a surprise, the Strand makes this list! Tons of books, hot sales staff, newly renovated floors, and those cute Strand tote bags that scream “I like to read!” to all inquiring minds and potential soulmates.
Stacks of books threaten to fall over and kill you, but that’s okay, because with all the tourist and annoying people-ridden stores of Soho, this is thankfully not one of them.
Stacks of books threaten to fall over and kill you, but that’s okay, because with all the tourist and annoying people-ridden stores of Soho, this is thankfully not one of them.
“Don’t patronize the chain bookstores. Every time I see some author scheduled to read and sign his books at a chain bookstore, I feel like telling him he’s stabbing the independent bookstores in the back.”
Lawrence Ferlinghetti
“The smallest bookstore still contains more ideas of worth than have been presented in the entire history of television.”
It’s no secret, I want NYTimes Travel writer Seth Kugel’s job. He pens the weekly “Weekend in New York” column and I am downright jealous. Seth, have you thought about retirement? Call me? This link is to his independent bookstore-round-up.
The Street Booksellers
In addition to designer bag knock-offs, crappy perfume, and bootleg DVDs, New York’s street vendors also peddle books! They are, sadly, going the way of the dinosaurs, however. I have met some interesting bookworms this way, chatting up these vendors whose station wagons filled with books sit parked nearby. They always resemble Maine fishermen (maybe they are?).
A Block of Booksellers
34 West 4th Street New York, NY 10012
From approximately LaGuardia Place east to Mercer Street is an assortment of street booksellers most days. Some are grumpy, some friendly, but all have stacks of books worth perusing.
A nice jazz-in-the-background look at some of the booksellers, who mostly sell on West 4th Street near Washington Square.
My Very Own Street Bookseller Story
Upon walking to my first ever New York apartment, which I had signed the lease for but hadn’t seen (dumb!), I stumbled upon a street bookseller when I was only a block away. I was this close to turning around, fleeing New York, and realizing I had made a grave mistake in moving here.
But then I saw this bookseller on 2nd Avenue! And bought some books! And sat on a curb crying with my books for an hour. Eventually I got the courage to enter my apartment. Nonetheless, I credit that one bookseller for helping little crazy me put down roots in this big crazy city.