The charity shops in Stafford are great for browsing for books, particularly Oxfam. We’ve picked up some great books and donated many too.
Most people are courteous but when I’m browsing I sometimes notice the kind of behaviour I normally witness on crowded trains: less patience, huffing and sighing and shuffling into position, the odd elbow or even bags or coats placed strategically in the way of favoured items.
Inspired by one woman and man in particular I wrote a story about the competition for the best books. I liked creating Ernest Nettles and Perry Sadler and setting up their rivalry – they are the kind of men I’m sure exist in every town.
I’m grateful to the red line for publishing my piece in their Urban edition and look forward to reading the other contributors. I’m also grateful for the feedback and can understand why the judge, Eric Westerlind, wants to hear more from the ‘greaser outside’ (I like that quote) Perry Sadler. Perhaps I’ll revisit Perry at some point.
You can read it here from page 28.