The final day of the Frankfurt Book Fair is often the most exciting. It is the day when vendors are finally allowed to sell some books to the little folk, it is the day when foreign publishers are giving shit away, literally or dirt cheap, so they don’t have to cart it back to somewhere far away on a plane, and it is the day when the German Cosplay Championships take place. It is also one of the most stressful days to attend the fair as it is packed so full you’ll find yourself having to do the zombie shuffle to move forward among the crowds. At least in most halls. I recommend evacuating to Hall 8 where the English-language publishers reside.
In Hall 8 you won’t see any costumes, as it is located about as far away as you can get from the hub of those activities. But it is generally pretty empty, and it is the home of the book fair deals. The rest of the vendors are content to sell their products at regular old store prices. This is a philosophy I can’t understand. Why would I pay normal price for a book when I’ve already had to pay 18 euros to get in? I can go to a regular book store and pay regular prices without the admission fee thanks. But in Hall 8 I paid half price for volumes two and three of Saga, a comic I have been dying to read, two measly euros for the latest Shelter publications book on small homes, and got a small discount on two of the most beautiful books I have ever seen from a Portuguese publisher (more on those in another post, they deserve an entire altar all to themselves). Then I spent a few hours filling up my backpack and a handful of cloth totes I’d also been given with free children’s books for my daughter. Fuck yeah.
However, being at the fair with my daughter in tow had one huge drawback: I didn’t manage to take a single picture of the hundreds of cool cosplay costumes that filled the building. A damn shame, but hey, there’s always next year, and I don’t want to miss another Frankfurt Book Fair as long as I live here. Instead, take a look at the last of my photos from the other days that I spent wandering the cities of books contained within, and then scroll down some more to see some fuck-yeah book fetish furniture.
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One Frankfurt Book Fair report that I found particularly interesting was that of literary translator Katy Derbyshire, whose post A Thing I Hated at the Book Fair highlights some of the sexism and all-around corporate grossness of a convention of this type. Whatever its problems, I get giddy thinking that at least these are topics that are being discussed loudly and publically in the sci fi convention community at the moment. We may still be a ways from the ideal we’d like in the sci fi community, but at least we’re talking. Katy’s is the only post of the kind on the Frankfurt Book Fair that I’ve seen anywhere. (For the positive side of the coin, also check out Katy’s post Things I Loved at the Book Fair.) Of course, maybe there are people talking about this elsewhere, on small personal blogs and the like, but the noise of all the big-name, big-corporate coverage drowns it out. At any rate, I can find none of it.
And now for something completely different. May I present, the book fetish furniture of the 2014 Frankfurt Book Fair for your drooling pleasure. I’m not partial to the swing, but everything else? I’ll take it for my future dream home, thanks.