The Book Barn is one of the best bookstores in America– but bookstore seems a misuse of terms. It is a small farm given over entirely to the distribution of books, with each of its several buildings thematized according to content. Being a man situated squarely within the low brow, I prefer The Haunted, wherein genre trash is stored for the likes of me. I scored three late Ross Macdonald paperbacks at $1 a pop.

Beyond cheap prices and the wide scope of content, The Book Barn is renowned for its many animals. There’s about 16 million cats, a couple of dogs, and, in better weather, a healthy assortment of farm creatures.

It should be noted that The Book Barn is where I acquired my copy of Blake Nelson’s Exile. Long time readers of the blog will of course remember its significance. New readers are directed here, to acquaint theirselves with its wonderment.