Bleak House Books in Hong Kong, 5 days until its last day (10 Oct. 2021). Photo: Albert Wan
Obviosuly, the first people who came to the shop were those who tended to go to small independent bookshops and read for fun–either locals or expats who were into reading and looked for sites like ours. But, as the word spread, ordinary Hongkongers from our neighborhood started getting curious about what we were doing. So, there was no one single segment of the community we catered for. Our readership was very broad and rather representartive of the diversity of HK population back in 2017.
Our family loved the bookshop in Hong Kong very much. It was bright, spacious (at least by Hong Kong standards), and nestled on the 27th floor of a high-rise office building overlooking Kowloon. It had cool, vintage-looking bookshelves stocked with books of all genres, ages and origins. More than that though, it had the best community of booklovers, friends and neighbors an indie bookseller could ever hope for.
The media often referred to our Hong Kong bookshop as a »literary oasis« or »literary outpost« but to the people who worked at and frequented the bookshop, it was more like one’s home away from home. A place that felt familiar, safe and warm.
During our time in Hong Kong we did what most indie bookshops do. We bought and sold lots of books, online and in-person. We hosted book talks and author signings. We supported and promoted local authors. We ventured outside the bookshop to sell our books and wares at street markets and schools. We rented out our bookshop for film shoots and musical performances. We even curated a 1,000-plus title private library and helped arrange for a surprise marriage proposal to take place at the bookshop.