"Sing all a green willow;
Her hand on her bosom, her head on her knee,
Sing willow, willow, willow:
The fresh streams ran by her, and murmur'd her
moans;
Her salt tears fell from her, and soften'd the stones;~
Sing willow, willow, willow:
Sing all a green willow must be my garland."

~ Shakespeare's Othello, 1603 (?) [41].

Reminder:  The Neat L'l Bookshop Third Thursday, 19 SEPT. 1:00 p.m.  Neil Paul reading and discussion of Othello.

From Othello ~

"Her father lov'd me; oft invited me;
Still question'd me the story of my life
From year to year, the battles, sieges, fortunes
That I have pass'd.
I ran it through, even from my boyish days
To the very moment that he bade me tell it;
Wherein I spake of most disastrous chances,
Of moving accidents by flood and field,
Of hair-breadth 'scapes i' the imminent deadly breach,
Of being taken by the insoloent foe
And sold to slavery, of my redemption thence
And portance in my travel's history;
Wherein of antres vast and desarts idle,
Rough quarries, rocks and hills whose heads touch heaven,
It was my hint to speak, such was the process..."

~ Wm Shakespeare (1564 - 1616)

The Neat L'l Bookshop is pleased to host an afternoon with Neil Paul and Third Thursday friends.  Topic:  Shakespeare's Othello.  Neil attended Othello this summer.  He brings to us his experience and readings of Shakespeare.  THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER 19. 1:00 p.m.  Everyone welcome.

"Study is like the heaven's glorious sun,
     That will not be deep-search'd with saucy looks;
Small have continual plodders ever won,
     Save base authority from others' books.
These earthly godfathers of Heaven's lights
     That give a name to every fixed star,
Have no more profit of their shuning nights
     Than those that walk and wot not what they are." 84

"Assist me some extemporal god of rime, for I am sure
I shall turn sonneter.  Devise, wit; write, pen; for I am for whole volumes in folio."
[192]

"He hath not fed of the dainties that are bred in a book;
he hath not eat paper, as it were; he hath not drunk
ink." IV.ii [25]

~ Shakespeare, Wm. (1564 - 1616) Love's Labour Lost

Our First Neat L'l Bookshop on Cayuga Street

When Thomas Wolfe (1900 - 1938) died, he left behind an eight-foot-high stack of unpublished manuscripts.  "If ever there was a writer who didn't need a biographer, that writer is Thomas Wolfe," said his editor, Maxwell Perkins.  Look Homeward, Angel, published in 1929, could be considered autobiography or pure fiction.  Wolfe himself wrote in his note to the reader, "If the writer has used the clay of life to make his book, he has only used what all men must, what none can keep from using."

~ Source:  WRITERS IN RESIDENCE, Glynne Robinson Betts, The Viking Press, 1981.

FALL CALENDAR FOR THIRD THURSDAYS:

• Sept. 19, 1:00pm:  Neil Paul Shakespeare's Othello
• Oct. 17, 1:30pm: Jill Marshall To the Arctic and Home Again
• Nov. 21, 1:00pm:  Alan Bishop WWI Poetry

Saturday, Sept. 28 Local Author, Brad Smith 1 - 3pm.
Brad will be signing his third novel in the Virgil Cain series.

The Neat Little Bookshop regular Saturday hours 10:30 a.m. - 3:00 p.m.  Come by.  We are tired today after a big night so the signs are still up:  BUY ONE GET ONE HALF PRICE.*

As well as BARGAIN BOOKS ~ Tables of clearance books. $1 - $5   Emptying the 'Narnia' Closet!


*of equal or lesser value.  With the exception of local author's new books.  

A Big Thank You...

to all those who came by last night after the Great Tricycle Race.  Congratulations to all the competitors and to the staff at Haldimand Motors for yet one more fantastic event.

A special thank you to John Edelman, Mark Gibson and co-workers who worked to include the small businesses in the village.  It was great to see the store lights on after dark!