Books Keep the Best Memories, Part 1


The Best Souvenirs Are Free, but books come in a very close second.  This is especially true if they are used and include inscriptions from previous owners.  While I wander through my travels, I always keep my eyes peeled for a bookstore where I can peruse local authors or maybe find a new treasure to put on my bookshelf.

Books are a favorite souvenir for they not only tell stories, but they keep them as well. New books pique my curiosity because the authors are unknown to me and I want to know how they reflect the place I’m visiting.  Used books connect me to people I’ll never meet and have a history that reaches beyond bent covers and cracked bindings.  I get goosebumps just thinking about it.

This is the first in a series of posts about books that hold special memories for me.  Much like stones and shells, books give me more than a tacky magnet or keychain ever could.

Books From Ireland:

UTZ by Bruce Chatwin 
Winter Garden by Beryl Bainbridge 
All My Friends Are Superheroes by Andrew Kaufman

On a walk through Killarney, I found a charming store called The Dungeon Bookshop. On the upper floor is a mess of used books stacked on shelves, the floor and wherever else there’s room. And none of them are organized beyond genre.  It’s a good thing I had an entire afternoon free and had on a good pair of walking shoes.  I’ve never been to a bookstore where climbing over piles of books was required in order to get from one shelf to another!  In the midst of the chaos, I found three thin novels by quirky authors, the likes of whom I’ve never encountered.  Chatwin has a unique voice he uses to create amazing metaphors, while Bainbridge proves she’s a legend with her elegant prose.  Then there’s Kaufman, a Canadian writer who deserves a far wider readership as he makes the allegory into an art form all his own.

The Dungeon Bookshop, Killarney Ireland

All three reads continue to be at the top of my list for original writing. It’s quite fitting they came from such a strange shop that defies all the rules.  Although, I realized some time later I may have broke a little rule, too.  The man at the counter seemed surprised to see a tourist in the shop, no less one who was actually buying something.  He was more surprised still that I was American . . . and then he smiled.  All I could think was how this bookshop appeared to be a safe house for misfits.  Whenever my fingers run over the bindings I feel the marvelous chaos that surrounded my feet that day and I hope quirky books and people continue to find their way to the friendly haven on The Dungeon’s second floor.

Ticket to Ride by Dennis Potter

I’ll be honest and admit this book was not an accidental find.  After reading Potter’s Hide and Seek,  I was on a mission to get my hands on more of his work.  In particular, I was after Ticket to Ride.  The only problem is the book is out of print and virtually unavailable in the States.  Seeing as I was on my way to Ireland, I decided my best hope of finding it resided in my trip, despite such slim odds.  Throughout my journey on the Emerald Isle I stopped at every bookstore I could find and came up empty until the last day.  In Dublin, I visited The Winding Stair, an incredibly cute and cozy used bookshop that literally has a winding staircase.   I scanned the fiction shelves and found nothing, so I headed towards the back corner where the bargain books were shelved.  I had to get on my knees in order to go through every book on the bottom shelf, but it was worth it the moment I spotted the magic words:  Ticket to Ride.  I found it!!  I’m pretty sure I gasped and did a little dance.  At the bargain price of €4, victory became even sweeter.  Although, Potter’s book was as good as gold to me no matter the price.

When I opened the cover I found the added bonus of an inscription from a previous owner:

It doesn’t get any better than this!  My curiosity continues to wonder who wrote it and why. What does the phrase mean? What colorful story inspired this person to pull out a pen?  I will never know, but with these few words I am connected to a total stranger.  I’ve always found that small connection to be a powerful thing as my memories are forever intertwined with memories of another.  For that simple reason, Ticket To Ride will always be priceless and meaningful on a deeply personal level.

The book still evokes a strong sense of exhilaration whenever I pull it off my shelf.  One touch instantly brings back the memories of every bookstore I visited as well as the rolling green hills that separated one shop from the next.  This is a book that triggered my book vibe before I even saw it and has proven to be a reader’s delight.  Potter’s writing may be dark, but it’s beautiful and bold in ways I can only hope to achieve as a writer.  I will always be thankful that somehow Ticket to Ride ended up on a dusty shelf in Dublin and I was lucky enough to find it.  It’s battered and worn from a life I can only imagine, but it now keeps the adventure of my treasure hunt safely between its pages.

c.b. 2011


16 thoughts on “Books Keep the Best Memories, Part 1


    This was not always true; it’s an acquired love. But now, it’s one of my favorite ways to acquire books – not only are used bookstores fascinating in and of themselves, but the books seem to tell stories of the people who owned them beforehand. I love that.

    Sometimes I feel like we’re eerily similar, we share the same kind of love for the same kinds of things. Not in a creepy way, though!


    • Not in a creep way at all! 😀

      I love both new and used, but there is something so special about a book that’s been through a lot. I always wonder where the bends came from or why someone underlined a particular phrase. There is so much beauty in that. 🙂


  2. “The Best Souvenirs Are Free, but books come in a very close second. This is especially true if they are used and include inscriptions from previous owners.”

    I have a good friend whose business used to be tracking down rare and out-of-print books for people (in the days before internet searching and AbeBooks). During the course of this business he amassed quite a collection of ‘niche’ theological works, the oldest being a late 17c Quaker work. More often than not the books which he kept for himself were the ones in ill repair, with foxing to the pages and loose covers. I guess this was because they were cheap, but the added bonus was the marginal notes and the inscriptions on the flyleaves or title pages. I saw many of these – young hands writing in copperplate inside books which were intended as gifts for others or were claimed for life. Alongside the theology, the personal touch.

    When I borrow books, from friends or from the public library, I always try to leave a bookmark with one of my poems on it, but that’s another story…

    I’m enjoying exploring your blog.

    Marie Marshall


    • I love how leave a little piece of yourself in books you borrow. 🙂 I very rarely write in books, but there are a few where I just couldn’t help myself. Just recently, I lent a book I had written in to a friend of mine and he really enjoyed the comments I made because he got to know me in a way he never had before. I suppose that’s why its so interesting to get insight like that into a total stranger. What I always discover is that we are all so much alike when it comes to the things that matter the most. 🙂

      Your friend’s collections sounds amazing! I love how it includes so much history, yet maintains such a strong human element. Thanks so much for sharing that story!

      Thanks for reading and I hope to see you around again! 🙂


  3. Book stores. The smells, the textures, the colors, the books. There really is nothing like it and although I hadn’t thought of it before… the books purchased in special places do carry a bit of extra magic with them.
    I remembe when you came home with “Ticket to Ride” You made books seem more exciting than ever.


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