So many of you have been sharing your pains of Borders shutting its doors, so I'm taking this chance to express my sadness as well. *Warning, this post will be a ramble, possibly without sense.
If it weren't for Borders, I'm not sure where I'd be in my writing/reading right now. It's played such a major role in my life over the past several years, I can't imagine what will take its place. And I know a lot of people are anti-big chain, but the closest indie is an hour away, Borders was five minutes away.
When I started getting serious about writing, I joined my local writers guild, and that's where we held the meetings. A small group of us broke off from the guild (which was way too large by that point), and we also met at Borders. The employees were always friendly and helpful, and loved having us there. I met so many people for the first time there. People who have played such a vital part in my growth as a writer.
I've taken many a long lunch there with friends, many instances of "oh I'll just see what's new" and I ended up with a handful of books, the list goes on and on. Just this past birthday I wandered in to kill some time and sat down to read a couple chapters of Anna and the French Kiss by the fantastic Stephanie Perkins. Guess what? It's like my favorite book of all time now.
It's sad to see physical bookstores disappear and suffer in this technological age. If I get the chance to be published, I'd love to have a printed copy I can hold in my hand and put on a bookshelf. Sigh.
We will miss you, Borders.