After several hours of looking for a second-hand bookshop in Dieppe I found one. Its location had been revealed to me by an obliging dealer in antiques whose own shop was at the opposite end of town. ‘Find the church and then you’ll find what you’re looking for,’ she instructed. She was speaking literally, I surmised, and not in terms of a spiritual quest.
Sun faded paperbacks, some with nihilistic titles such as Rien by Henry Green, had been left in the shop window. Their condition had been sacrificed in order for them to entice arty customers. Not that any could be enticed when the shop was closed, as the drawn blind bluntly indicated it was. A neighbouring shopkeeper was quick to register my frustration. There were no scheduled opening times but the shop certainly would open, she assured me, ‘after lunch mid-afternoon.’ Already it was ‘after lunch mid-afternoon’, but I was encouraged all the same to wait. In any case, I had hours to kill before my ferry would leave France.
After one week of internship in the Swansea office I was very lucky to be invited to join the team at the London Book Fair on Tuesday 12 and Wednesday 13 of April. It was a very good experience and I got to attend a lot of conferences about people giving advice about how to write a novel and other interesting things.
I also got the opportunity to meet a lot of people working with Parthian Books as well as self-employed people with great experiences to share with me. The London Book Fair is such a big event and to see everyone very passionate about publishing, editing or just about books in general is very nice, especially for someone like me who likes to read.