hutch0 (hutch0) wrote,


I was chatting with davidjwilliams and in passing he mentioned a site called BookFinder, which I'd never heard of before. It's a site which searches for new/used/rare/out-of-print books for sale. Because I have a colossal ego, I typed `Dave Hutchinson' in, and there are the usual suspects. As The Crow Flies, which is selling new for a frankly staggering £32.97 (although I guess you have to take the exchange rate into account) in the Netherlands is offering for £23.24, and some very optimistic people called Moremedia in the US are selling used for £76.17 (with the note: `satisfaction guaranteed'!) *cocky swagger*
Here's The Villages which is going on Alibris UK for £49.54!!!*£$&! Who are all these people? Have they lost their minds?
Here's SP2, which Alibris UK is offering for £52.23, and SP3, which those wacky folks at Moremedia will sell you for £75.18 - and guarantee satisfaction.

Faintly reeling at all this, I typed in `David Hutchinson,' which is how the old Abelard collections came out, and then I sat and made a dint in the floor with my jaw.
You can get a copy of Thumbprints, the first one, which came out in 1978, for £17.82. The most expensive copy of Fools Gold, which came out the following year, is going for £20.86. If you wanted to pay top whack for Torn Air (which is my favourite, incidentally) you'll have to shell out £17.82. While a copy of The Paradise Equation, which came out in 1981, could also cost you as much as £17.82. Although it is described as `Overall, tight and clean.' Best review I ever had. Although I'm not sure whether it's a review of the book or my overalls (which are always clean and often snug)
I'm not certain, to be honest, how to feel about this. The first of the Abelard books came out thirty years ago. I don't think much more than a thousand copies were ever printed, and we didn't sell all of them, so in one way it's surprising and kind of gratifying to discover the damn things are still washing back and forth - many of them in pretty good nick, too, if the descriptions can be trusted.
On the other hand, I don't think any of them sold for more than twelve quid when they first came out, and in any sane world you'd find them on a market stall these days for a quid at most, so I find the prices a bit alarming. How can you ask £17.82 for a thirty-year-old book that was written by a seventeen-year-old who didn't have a clue what he was doing? How does that work?

In other news, Bogna gets home from Greece on Sunday morning, so I only have three more evenings of wild unfettered debauchery to go. That I've spent one of them rambling about the second-hand sales of my old books probably tells you all you need to know about my life. Tomorrow night I'll be folding socks.
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