About Town House Books
We are an independent bookstore for all ages, with a friendly knowledgeable staff located in historic Century Corners in downtown St. Charles, Illinois. The uniqueness and ambiance of the bookstore, which opened its doors in 1974, carry over into the Town House Café, featuring a menu of fresh-from-scratch soups and creative sandwiches. Our back courtyard is open for lunch every day, weather permitting! In addition we have tables set up outside in front of the bookstore that are available for self service... a perfect spot to sit and enjoy your morning paper with coffee or an afternoon iced tea & sandwich.
Personal Shopping Available
Books make the perfect gift and we can help you pick the right book for every age person. Let our knowledgeable staff do the work and, as always, we provide complimentary gift wrapping!
Town House Giving Tuesday We will be continuing this program as "Town House Giving Tuesdays" throughout the year. On the first Tuesday of each month, Town House will donate 10% of all sales to a different local charity. Thank you in advance for helping us to give back!
40th Anniversary Tote Bags Available!
Town House Books tote bags are on sale for $16.95. A roomy canvas bag useful for all your shopping and they also make a great gift.
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When You Want Something Truly Unique
If you're looking for a truly unique book, Town House has limited edition, hand sewn letter press books available. The Least Little Thing is a beautiful collection of contemporary haiku by local author Mark Mitchell, arranged and printed by Larkspur Press. Each book is signed by the author. Hardcover editions are available for $28, paperback editions are $20. The poetry is sometimes humorous, sometimes poignant, and always reveals some truthful experience. Here are two examples:
Waxwings in the elm—
their call notes about as faint
as intown starlight.
If time alone will
tell, why is everybody
else talking so much?