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Mortal, come closer… I Am Count Dracula and I c...

Greetings, mortal reader…It is I, Count Dracula. While the boss was otherwise occupied - muttering poetry, quoting Leipoldt, and rearranging stock with theatrical flair - I slipped silently into the...

Once upon a time there was a cat, but that's no...

I have a bit of an obsession with opening lines. Always have. I collect the ones that I love and I read them over and over, trying to understand why...

Tiny monsters on the loose...

Stories are mischievous little monsters. They scuttle off your shelf, knock over your bookmarks, tangle themselves in your earbuds, and sometimes they sneak into your life as a film, a...

Your invitation to The Story Station Book Club ...

Every bookshop is a little universe, and ours only works because of the readers who keep it alive. I know that some of you don’t just read books...you collect them....

BookTok, memes and the bug that hates it here.

I need to be careful not to show my age here, but BookTok isn’t exactly my natural habitat. I’ve always been more at home with text. Maybe that’s the wannabe...

Anonymous had a name all along.

A secondhand bookshop is, in its own way, an archive. Every spine is already cracked, every page already turned, every margin carrying the faint trace of someone else’s thought. That...