As there’s an auctioneer featured in this Deadly Notions
mystery series, and seeing as I hadn’t gone to an auction in over a decade, I decided
to attend some in the name of book research.
I found a site called auctionzip.com, where you can put in
your zip code and the radius you’re prepared to travel, and up pop all the local
auctions on a handy calendar. The ones I attended varied widely. One was a real
country affair, with open air stalls and an auctioneer wearing a top hat who
was so fond of telling stories, he incurred the wrath of my fellow attendees, who
were all chomping at the bit to buy. “Now, folks, this is history, this is
interesting stuff,” he insisted. “Tell him we don’t care,” snapped the old man
next to me. “He’ll never make it. He don’t start on time.”
Tough crowd. But it’s true that the auctioneer has a lot of merchandise
to sell, and he needs to keep things moving.
The next was in a large, professional building, where there
were actually three auctions going on at once. One in the main space for the
jewelry, artwork, china and collectibles, one in the corner where the box lots
were stacked, and another in the back room for furniture.
Most auctions provide time for a pre-sale walk through, either
the day before or an hour or two prior, where you can make notes on items you’d
like to bid on and, if you’re smart, set a dollar limit in your mind. Also,
most be aware that most items are sold “as-is”, with no refunds or exchanges.
The Art Deco lamp I’d so admired in the walk through sold for
well over three hundred dollars. Champagne taste and beer pocket, as my mother likes
to say. So I gravitated towards the box lots, which started at a dollar bid,
and were much more my speed. Box lots are typically miscellaneous items that
are too small to be sold individually, so they’re lumped together, often in an
actual cardboard box. Things like kitchen utensils, Christmas decorations,
dolls, toys, linens, tools, dishes, sewing supplies, doorknobs, you name it.
My pulse raced as I spotted two boxes crammed full of books.
Books on antiques and collectibles, on vintage evening bags, on butter molds and
antique clocks. Books I could buy in the name of research!
The box lot crowd is a bit more rough and ready than the
genteel bidders in the main room. It’s a crush of people, or as many as will
fit in the narrow aisles between the metal shelving, (similar to the kind you’d
find in someone’s basement), with the poor auctioneer squished somewhere in the
middle.
I waved my bidder number with shaking fingers and
immediately was outbid by a woman behind me. I gritted my teeth and bid again.
The bidding was for “so much a piece”. I bid five dollars, thinking I was
buying two boxes for five dollars. Turns out it was five dollars per box, so with the buyer’s premium of
15% (something else to keep in mind) it was a total of $11.50. Still, a great
deal for two big boxes of hardcover books.
I've never been to a "real" auction save for school fundraisers, and it's definitely exciting to try to nab the item I want. After experiencing the high of outbidding someone else for a prize, I'm ready to return to the auction circuit. :)
ReplyDeleteInteresting about the auctions. My father attended auctions on a regular basis when I was little. He bought a bedroom set for my sister and me at an auction. I can't wait to read your book.
ReplyDeleteCathy, sounds like fun. I've never attended an auction. I don't guess silent auctions count. If you ever hear about one where they are auctioning off designer shoes, let me know.
ReplyDeleteI've been to one auction, but I was there just to watch a friend. I'd never have the nerve to bid!
ReplyDeleteLisa, that's why I like the box lots. You only have to risk a couple of dollars. It's a great way to get your feet wet :)
ReplyDeleteI have never bought anything at an auction before. Books are about the only thing that would be probably entice me there. You would never know what gem you might pick up.
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