Two interesting questions at the bookstore Tuesday. First, two women came in looking for romances with African American themes. We were out of Terry McMillan, and I spent the next fifteen minutes pulling likely-looking books off the fiction shelves and checking the cover art and author photo. If I never see another white woman again ... there should be more books than we have, that's for sure.



Then a man came in looking for a book by Cecil Brown; he got out a little notebook and read, slowly and carefully, "The Life and Loves of Mr. --" and I cut him off: "Oh, I read that book." I think he was relieved, and I know I didn't want to make him say the whole title. We didn't have a copy in either the new or old edition, and the guy said he couldn't find it anywhere. I know Robin's will help him out.