Boston Book Festival

Saturday October 13th 2018
Copley Square
Boston, Massachusetts

Just out of Back Bay station, my mum screams and with wide eyes whispers “that man! He is really really famous!” While we resist to believe her at first, Nile Rodgers of Chic has just walked past us towards his waiting car. Nobody else turns their head but it has certainly got our trip off to a good start.

When we arrive at Copley Square, we are met with a mass of publishers’ tents. I must admit, I am quite overwhelmed by the prospect of finding my way amongst this new community, but the first stop we make is into the tent of Other Press. We get talking to a woman called Mona. She works in their New York office. She is French, we have met a comrade. We get talking about Europe, about Brexit, about Trump, and what all of this feels like. She shows us the books they have on offer. And at the very first stall we have visited, we buy three beautiful books. I am glad that I travel light as I feel a sudden concern for my baggage allowance on the return flight. All of the books are heavily discounted for the festival. Everyone we meet loves our accent which I find really funny but nice. They say because we are Scottish they will throw in a tote bag for free. The next customer is disappointed as theirs is still 10 dollars. Continue reading “Boston Book Festival”