Shakespeare & Company

(photo by Glynnis Ritchie)

George opened his doors midday to midnight, and the deal then is the deal now: sleep in the shop, on tiny beds hidden among the bookstacks; work for two hours a day helping out with the running of the place; and, crucially, read a book a day, whatever you like, but all the way through, unless maybe it’s War and Peace, in which case you can take two days.

George still reads a book a day, and gets very cross if he hears that anyone is wasting his time. You can be bawled out of Shakespeare and Company just as suddenly as you are invited in. The spirit of the place has to be honoured, and there are no exceptions.

(via John Coulthart)  A great article in The Guardian by Jeanette Winterson on Left Bank Paris bookshop Shakespeare and Company, which, among other things, was the bookstore within which Ethan Hawke read and was reunited with Julie Delpy, in Richard Linklater’s Before Sunset.

 

If you are a published writer, then you might be able to stay in the tiny pod of the writers’ room, and huddle against an ancient plug-in radiator and not worry too much if the electricity goes down and you have to abandon your laptop for a notepad. “There was no running water, no electricity when we started,” George says. “It didn’t matter. That stuff doesn’t matter. Books, people, ideas, that’s what matters.”

While there are plenty of readers who are not writers, there are no writers who are not readers, and one of the great gifts of this extraordinary bookshop is to keep writers and readers on the same creative continuum. Writers are not reduced to small-time semi-celebrities, and readers are not patronised as consumers. As Sylvia says, “We sell books for a living, but it’s the books that are our life.”