Lit Books is one of those places that is a hidden treasure trove. Walking in is falling down a rabbit hole of beautiful covers, clean Scandinavian design and a coffee bar. That serves beer. Come on. My inner writer stereotype is screaming in bliss.
I came here on the recommendation of a friend, one who knows my former librarian self-turned-grunge streetwear princess self; and walked out with four books and a bag.
I brought another friend with me, one that the owner, Min Hun, commented was ‘waffling’ about buying a book – and his knowledge of books is both intense and immense. We discussed the reasoning behind Dante’s invention of purgatory, the differences between C.S. Lewis’ and Tolkien’s coping mechanisms with the war and my mother’s staunch belief in Sun Tzu’s teachings. She read Kyle the Art of War as a baby, and he headbutted someone in baby gym recently – so that went well.
Lit Books is somewhere I envision coming back to again, on a quiet afternoon with my journal and pens. The entire feel of the store is comforting, and you get the sense that the owners picked everything out with purpose. Things are sorted by subject, and then author alphabetically. I’m pleased.
I had a hard time deciding on my books, but I picked up Christina Henry’s Alice and The Red Queen; an illustrated copy of Dante’s Divine Comedy and a leather-bound copy of The Art of War. The bag in question has hand-painted punk renditions of famous authors on the front and an Oscar Wilde quote on the back: “It is through disobedience that progress has been made, through disobedience and through rebellion”
Lit Books would be perfect for bookstore and coffeeshop dates, for casual browsing and for those hunting for rare editions. I saw beautiful covers of Orwell’s 1984 and pouches with The Great Gatsby motifs. I’m coming back, are you?