Sunday, 21 September 2014

The scent of Dead Writers and of fragile aged books...

I want an entire supply of this to sell at our bookshop. Rows of little golden bottles full of exotic, evocative scent.

And they'd be shelved next to some of our older, distinguished-yet-ragged and yellowed-paged, well-thumbed second-hand volumes... 

Then the essence of Dead Writers could intermingle with the fragrance of elderly dusty paper, fragile aged narratives and speckled gilt-edged dreams.

(I should add that I found this little gem of a picture over at Jonathan Carroll's excellent Facebook page, which is a veritable treasure trove of fascinating things..... and although I'm not sure where he found the photograph, I suspect this remarkable-sounding scent can be found here....)

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