I am way over due for a rant. I think rants are good for the soul because they are like a cleansing.
Yesterday, while wasting time, I wandered into a Barnes and Noble. I don’t know why. Nothing good ever seems to come of it, but I had some time to kill before an appointmet and it was the nearest place.
I went inside and checked out the displays to see who was getting all the attention this week and I happened upon a table called "Recommendations for Book Clubs." Most of the books I’ve never even heard of and no surprise, there wasn’t a romance to be found.
I asked why romance wasn’t represented and was told that the books were recommended by the staff from the books that they read. When I asked if they had a romance reader on staff, they looked at me like they had a mouthful of lemons. No, not one of their staff reads romance. NOT A ONE!! They get their books entirely from corporate and don’t do any ordering. The staff person admitted that romance was their number one seller and they did move the rack a few rows closer to the front of the store.
When I pressed her about recommending romance as a bookclub selection, she felt it was unethical of them to do so without reading it first. So, I suggested that one of the staff bite the bullet and read one, but she told me she was too busy to talk to me anymore.
Needless to say, I won’t be heading back to that particular store anytime soon.
Now it’s your turn to let everyone know what you’ve been reading (and it’s ok to mention romance…it’s really not a bad word).
Bottom Line: B&N, get the lemons out of your mouths and try some nice, sweet juicy peaches with a touch of romance.