The renowned author on the unfinished task of replacing the patriarchy, swapping 24,000 letters with her mother, and why she gives all her books away
Here is an amusing excerpt.
Your recent marriage is your third. Did you expect that?
Do you think that anybody expects to marry at 77? No! But then this man heard me on the radio and fell in love with me. The only reason we got married is because for him it was really important. The last straw was when his granddaughter, who was seven years old at the time, went to the librarian at school and said “Have you heard of Isabel Allende?” And the librarian said: “Yes, yes, I’ve read some of her books.” There was a pause, and then Anna said: “She’s sleeping with my grandfather.”
When I lived in Salem, MA there was this bookstore in the downtown area that was about 16 times worse than this (nothing as tall as though), with piles of books in front of books in front of books, several feet high. One time when I went in as the clerk was picking up from an obvious customer-caused cave-in, I asked how often it happened. The clerk said between 10-15 times a day. I wondered if it happened so often, why did they put out the books that way and the clerk said "What else would I have to do all day long?"
I suspect the clerk was the owner, but I never asked.