Books are for Lovers, Report! And Giveaway!


Happy Valentine’s Day, lovelies! First of all, can I say a big THANK YOU to the people who’ve decided to take up this mini crusade with me? Between facebook, ravelry and twitter, I had about a hundred people tell me that they were going to buy a book today to support their local bookstore. I’m hoping that this means that there were others who saw this and decided to participate but didn’t feel like leaving a comment. It may seem like a small number when you think about the internet, but it was more than I could have hoped for being an unpublished writer with limited influence. Thank you so much for all of you that heard my idea, got excited about it and took action. It means more to me than I can say.

Okay, now on to the fun. Time to report!

I’d love it if you could tell me in the comments:

1) What book you bought today.

2) Where you bought it.

3) Why you chose that book.

And anything else you’d like to share!

I want to scrape together a giveaway for someone who participated, but funds are tight right now, so how about a few handmade bookmarks?

Leave a comment about the books you bought either here or on facebook, and I’ll send a hand-crocheted or hand-knit bookmark to three people who participated.

And again, thank you, thank you, thank you.

February 14, 2012
Categories: Books are for Lovers . . Author: Lisa Asanuma

4 Comments

  1. Comment by Ishta Mercurio on February 14, 2012 6:23 pm

    Okay, I got carried away – I got FOUR books! One by Stephen King about the assassination of JFK (I have a thing for books about JFK’s assassination), IQ84 (which I’ve been wanting to read), a paperback by Jean Auel (for my aunt), and The Shipbreaker (which was recommended by a friend). I went to my local, which is also a national chain called Chapters – it’s the only store in my city, and boy, do I love it there.

    Thanks for the impetus!

    Reply
    • Comment by Lisa Asanuma on February 15, 2012 12:06 am

      That’s awesome, Ishta! I want to read IQ84 and The Shipbreaker, too… and I have an interest in JFK… no idea Stephen King had written about it!

      Reply
  2. Comment by Afton on February 21, 2012 10:14 pm

    A fair isle knitting book! And a book the lady in the store was crazy about, a tea shoppe murder mystery and a set of cassette tapes to learn Scotch Gaelic (what can I say? She’s a polyglot.). I made sure it was independent store and them why I was doing my buying. They wanted to make sure and say thank you to YOU.

    Reply
    • Comment by Lisa Asanuma on March 1, 2012 1:41 am

      Afton! I forgot to comment on this earlier, but you made my day with that last part! :)

      Reply

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