Elaine W.
Yelp
Independent bookstores are like black holes for me. I'm drawn inside, even when I'm trying to go somewhere else--meet a friend, make a dinner appointment, you name it--I somehow end up inside their cozy interior, never to see the light of day...
...until I convince myself I can only escape by buying another book I don't need. An argument I can't win.
So it was that I stumbled upon Three Lives & Company while strolling in these parts. The name itself seemed to beckon me, and it felt walking inside a book. I love their staff picks. That's usually the whole point of visiting an independent bookstore is to see the curated selection from the staff of people you would think are just as smart and weird as you.
I usually don't talk to anyone when I'm in the black hole of an independent bookstore, preferring solitude as I walk gingerly around, eyes feasting on everything. But this time, I asked one of the staff members who was putting away some titles to recommend a book for my plane ride to San Diego. I told him I like something atmospheric, with great characters and drama. He recommended a few titles, of which I exerted all my willpower to select and purchase only one: David Mitchell's Cloud Atlas.
No regrets. Great plane ride. Since then, I've read the book cover to cover and watched the movie twice.
Four stars because you won't be getting any great steals, good deals here. Try bookbook down a few blocks for that.