Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Paper Trails


"Sales have slowed recently," said Harold, chewing the end of his pencil. He loathed the taste but knew it made Jasfoup cringe like fingernails on a blackboard.

"Holiday season," said the demon, who knew all to well what his employer was doing and refused to look up. "People don't buy antiquated books during the season. They just want ghost written 'autobiographies' of minor celebrities." He made inverted commas with his finger for 'autobiographies'.

"And the bad weather doesn't help either." Harold bit his lip. "The only people shifting second hand books this time of year is the charity shops that sell hardbacks for tenpence. All the old dears buy them instead of coal."

"On the upside, though," said Jasfoup, "People will be doing spring clearing soon. You can pick up some cracking masterworks for next to nothing."


Burning Books

4 comments:

aims said...

Now that's something I've never thought of. To me it would be almost sacrilege - to burn a book. But to some I imagine it's a matter of life or death.

Leatherdykeuk said...

At least they're being valued!

stephanie said...

All the old dears buy them instead of coal.

There's another short waiting right there.

Leatherdykeuk said...

you're right!