It’s Bosoms Day, and folks everywhere are heading to the bookstores to find themselves some Heaving Bosoms. But soft, what hunt through yonder bookshelf yields? It is confusion, for the Bosoms are hiding in the strangest of places!
MANY people have sent in hilarious pictures of the bosoms – and I have them ready to upload. Trouble is, right now we’re online across five servers due to increased traffic, and the upshot is that anything I upload may not consistently be available. But fear not – Bosom Sightings are plentiful! And hilarious!
But in bookstores? Oh boy. Anne Douglas just sent me this TwitPic and… is that a Welty I see beside me? The Optimists Daughter? I am so flattered but… Welty writes the fiction! The Bosoms are not the fiction! According to Anne, the staff called it CritLit – which, I suppose is better than “clitlit” for delisting dangers – and shelved it in fiction. Oh boy.
Then comes this story from Kimmie, which made me laugh so hard I choked:
I did find it in the bookstore, but I couldn’t take a picture of my find, as the manager of the store was disinclined to let me in her office. But the story’s worth telling, if only to help the Bitchery find It in their bookstores.
This past Friday, I made a stop to the Tukwila, WA Barnes and Noble. I was there for something else, but decided to ask the help desk to put aside the Book when it came out on the 14th (15th? or is that tax day?) The very helpful clerk looked in the computer a saw that they actually HAD one copy in the store. It was listed as being in Literature Analysis. She kinda frowned, and told me that they don’t even have a section like in that in the store. But, she KNEW that book was here, the computer said so! So she takes me over to the fiction section, saying that they’ve taken to shelving the critic-type books with the books they’re critiquing. So, we’re digging through the fiction shelves, no Wendell, no Tan. We check with the Romances, no Wendell, no Tan. So the clerk decides to call the manager, to see if the manager might know where they shelved it.
Watching the clerk’s face while she is talking to the manager was priceless. It went from salesclerk-polite, to incredulous, to out-right laughter. The clerk hung up the phone, and said, “The manager’s holding it in her hands right now. I’ll go to her office and pry it off of her.”
Standing next to the office doors, I couldn’t help but hear the wail: “Why on EARTH did they only SEND US ONE COPY?!?!?”
But it’s mine now! It’s in my TBR @ lunch pile.
So to all the Bitchery: look in Fiction and Literature at B&N for the Book, with the secondary location in Romance. There is NOTHING like hearing a salesclerk yell, “I’m looking for Heaving Bosoms!”
Now that is the fun that is funny. I just spoke to Bob, the manager at the Tukwila store, who says they’re going to be hand-selling the book based on the manager’s reaction and the number of romance customers they have in that store. He’s also been introduced to the term “man titty” and, much like everyone else with whom we’ve worked on the book’s publication, it’s now part of his daily vocabulary.
Stay tuned for the complete collection of Bosom Sightings, and happy Bosom Hunting!