
Welch worked in a soul sucking job in Washington, D.C. when she and Beck realized that she wanted nothing more than to get out of the snake pit in which she was spending her days. When the job became untenable, they upped stakes and moved to the carefully chosen Big Stone Gap with the idea of starting a bookstore there. They were complete bookstore newbies without any experience behind them that could have prepared them for all they experienced as they prepared to open the Tales of the Lonesome Pine Book Store on the first floor of their charming old Victorian home. They made mistakes, ill-conceived as well as serendipitous. They struggled and succeeded and learned a lot along the way. There was a steep, financially taxing learning curve to owning their own bookstore and even now, they don't make much but they are comfortable and content and that is more than enough.
From the genesis of the bookstore idea through to its actual functioning existence, this memoir takes readers each step of the way. The chapters, roughly chronological, each revolve around different aspects of owning and running an independent bookstore. Welch details their attempts at marketing the store on a shoestring and the ways in which their chosen location of a small town gave them both gifts and stumbling blocks as they strove for acceptance in a community that was not always too open to outsiders. There are sweet anecdotes and the brief introduction of bookstore regulars and other characters who wander into the store and contribute to the ongoing story of Tales of the Lonesome Pine Book Store. Welch talks about taking a trip to visit other independent bookstores to see how they ran their businesses and the ways in which that vacation changed and enriched their small store. Written very conversationally, as if Welch is talking to a customer or friend (or both), the book definitely has charm. It is, however, also a bit thin for its length and somewhat repetitious as well. Having worked at an independent bookstore, I was already familiar with much of what Welch recounted and many of her stories were stories I've already lived. Perhaps familiarity breeds contempt but I found several patches of the tale dull and disappointing. Despite this, the book was a nice read but perhaps not of great interest outside of the small world of book fanatics.
I appreciate your candour in this review. My wish list has many more titles than I have time left in this life, so I need to winnow. This helped me do just that!
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