One of my favorite events of the entire year. I love everything about it, even though most of the books and magazines are out of my price range. I sold 7 out of 13 copies of PROACTIVE CONTRITION, which pleased me. Running through the streets where most of the printing presses were over a century ago, the fair runs in the shape of a T. Bands play, there were readings by a few mystery writers, people walk their dogs, they sell posters, pulp magazines, and...the duck were a new thing this year.
I call my notebooks commonplace books, because the late Karl Edward Wagner used that term. The college notebook doesn't really count, I just happened to have scanned photos. After thirty years, I still don't know why I never finished the sketch of my English prof, James Stronks. These photos go back a good ten years.