tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29915018873538492762011-10-04T04:18:24.516-06:00These are the tales and opinions of the indiscriminate reader who owns Miss Prothero's Books.Nan Wigingtonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13350309423180123309noreply@blogger.comBlogger1391100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991501887353849276.post-76264414840798142662008-09-21T17:55:00.004-06:002008-09-23T17:37:49.865-06:00

The days have been slipping away from me. I finished August books for the bookstore about a week ago. I don't know what took me so long. Like some bloated investment banker, I guess I didn't want to face up to the dreadful reality. My business was based solely on promises and paper, and both the promises and the paper were bad. Credit card processors nearly ate me alive. That debt I took on

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This is the never ending post. I can't seem to finish it or read it or edit it. It is as if this blog belongs to someone else, and I no longer have rights. Maybe it does belong to someone else. It certainly belongs to an old ambition, an odd dream, a car that boiled over and broke down.I've been busy not thinking about the bookstore. The landlord finally returned my damage deposit on

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Rob, Stella, and I got out of town on Saturday. We didn't leave the home planet far behind, but we left it and spent the morning and early afternoon in orbit. We landed a few places. Denver has some wonderful and well-ignored mountain parks. We found O'Fallon. It's near Bear Creek and Kittredge. Stella went illegal and off-leash for a small portion of the walk. A dog just has to do that

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I thought closing Miss Prothero's Books would be simple. I would just walk out and close the door. I didn't know the door I would walk out of would be the door of an airplane flying at 10,000 feet.As I was falling, I had to remind myself that it took me two years to open the store, two years to make it cozy. I was only taking two months to get it closed and turn it back into the empty shell

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The date is set. Miss Prothero's Books will start its going-out-of-business sales on August 1 at 6 p.m. It's a First Friday in the art district and the first day of the Rocky Mountain book and paper fair. We're hoping to capitalize on both events. Miss Prothero may reincarnate at the Denver Book Mall or just remain an online dealer. The future is uncertain. All Miss P knows at the moment is

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The Writing Circle met on the June 27 to share their revisions of the Mindy and Ralph story. All stayed true to what each believed was the heart of the story. Patrick Caldwell kept it suspenseful. Ellen Cahill delved deeper into human psychology. Rita Simas cleaned out all the dark cobwebs and preserved her happy ending. She even found a picture of Mindy's house. (Check out the google

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It's been a pleasant week at Miss Prothero's Books. I learned from my favorite Italian-Scottish customer that the bookstore capitol of Scotland is Wigtown. Being a Wigington, this was mind-tickling news. I'll have to visit the place before I die. I was also visited by my nine-year-old friend Annie and her mother Charlotte. Both mother and daughter are brilliant, beautiful, and bookish.

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readers to come to the aid of their country. We've been winnowing the inventory at Miss Prothero's Books. For some time, I have considered finding new homes for all titles in the "American Presidents" section. After all, who wants to read about Woodrow Wilson, Warren G. Harding, Abraham Lincoln, Richard Milhous Nixon, John F. Kennedy, and Ronald Reagan? Shouldn't we focus only on Barack

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The Writing Circle met last Friday to end the saga of Mindy the mindful code enforcement officer. The group had three very different endings to the tale. Ellen Cahill continued with the psychological approach. Mindy and fast fingered Wiley met. Although Mindy escaped without bodily injury, Wiley had his revenge. Patrick Caldwell brought Alexis back into the story. Could it be that Alexis

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Spend money. The old adage about spending money to make money strikes me as one of the wackiest con games ever perpetrated on the American businessman and businesswoman. When I first opened Miss Prothero's Books, I believed it. I spent money underwriting a local public radio station, spent money buying what I thought were well-placed ads, spent money on T-shirts and canvas bags with the store

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Boy, I'll be glad to see the Laughter Yoga ladies walk through the door of Miss Prothero's Books. I need to shake off the day's frustrations as soon as possible. Problems with email have been the major obsession. I can receive all those lovely notes about the Angolan lottery, the magic fix my you-know-what size (I don't even have a you know what), and pleas for help from Outer Mongolia.

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The Writing Circle keeps cranking out episodes for the days of Mindy's life. Ellen Cahill won the lottery for segment 3. Her piece is pasted below. The circle's next meeting is June 13 at 6:30. (Yes, that's Friday the 13th.) We will once again attempt a potluck. Ellen was so excited about winning the lottery that she volunteered to bring a pasta entree. Miss Prothero's Books will provide

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The Writing Circle met last Friday and will meet again this Friday. (Oh, boy...Can I keep up?) In last Friday's meeting, the group made some notes about place and character, took Mindy inside the building, left her wandering outside on the sidewalk, sent her back to the office, had her find a dead body, a ghost, a homeless person who chewed his fingernails and some German books. Rita Simas who

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I've been working at Toni's coffee cart to make ends. The contradiction is most apparent there. I have customers who tell me they don't want their credit card receipt. Trying to save a tree, they tell me as they rip open a packet of sugar, pour it into their Styrofoam coffee, and stir it with a disposable plastic stir stick.I do see it at the bookstore, too. There was one gentleman who told

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“Find a good book, a quiet nook,” her friend said.

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She tried, but sitting still wasn’t her idea of comfort.

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I just found my way to the stopping point in the next Whodunit Club selection -- Linda Berry's Death and the Easter Bunny. I want to keep reading, but I know I shouldn't. Owning Miss Prothero's Books doesn't give me the right to violate the club rules. As a way of crossing my fingers and keeping the book shut, I'm writing this entry. Linda Berry's first Trudy Roundtree mystery is stumping me.

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I know. I know. I promised the first two pages of Miss Prothero's Writing Circle story a long, long time ago. I've had the stomach flu. Patrick's home computer has had the PC flu. I'm better. It's better. The first two pages are pasted below. Try not to edit. Just add. 2 more pages is all you need. Get Mindy or Marta or Matilda or Matthew inside the house. Have her or him find a

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It starts with a small circle that widens and ripples to the edges of the shore. The small circle becomes large. (Unless, of course, you have a very small pond or a quickly evaporating puddle. In which case the circle remains small.)The writing circle met at Miss Prothero's Books last Saturday. There were only three of us, but we were enthusiastic. We're hoping the enthusiasm radiates out.

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Last night, as I was putting out snacks for the Kathy Fish reading, I glanced out the windows and saw something long and black and funereal pull in front of the store. What the heck, I thought, a hearse? Miss Prothero's Books is not dead yet! I moved in closer and saw that it was a limousine. Prom night, I wondered, but aren't the boys who live upstairs too old? Then the driver opened the

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Her friend told her the key was comfort.

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Frustrated by her failures, our heroine decided to ask a very wise friend.

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It was not a stellar day for sales yesterday. Miss Prothero's Books had one Internet and one walk-in sale. I added a little more than $15 to the till. Good thing it's laughter yoga day, I told myself. At 4:30, the ladies started arriving...Diana, then Jackie, then Karen. Karen brought hats so we could be particularly silly. We were just settling down to breathing and stretching when the

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There is a crazy lady in Miss Prothero's Books. I know because she's been in before. The last time she was here she wanted books about boyfriends. The one she had disappeared, and I don't mean he skipped town. He disappeared into a beam of light. Or so she said. After dismissing all my boyfriend books, she wondered...did if I had any books on voodoo? I did. She sat looking at the sole

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Miss Prothero's Books will host Kathy Fish on May 2. No, she is not a multi-tasking mime. Nor is she the next Stanley Kubrick, the indexer with a migraine, the little girl sent to the closet for eating glue, or the scarecrow named Prue. She is a master of the short, short story. She created all of the above characters and brought their rich complications to her chapbook Laughter, Applause,

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first set of rules:Patrick Caldwell, one of the few brave gentleman in our Whodunit Club, made an excellent suggestion on Friday. He said Miss Prothero's Books should start a writing circle, not a critique group, but a circle. I thought about it after he left and decided we'd give it a try. Here's what we have so far. We'll meet on Saturdays at 1 p.m. Our first meeting is May 3. The primary

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Miss Prothero's Books has recently absorbed another bunch of books from a friendly bibliomaniac. She was spring cleaning. Now I'm finding the need to do a little spring cleaning. We're having an "inventory reduction" sale tomorrow -- 50% off all art and oversize volumes, all other hardbacks are $2, all paperbacks are $1.I also did a purge of our store's online biblio inventory. We went from

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Miss Prothero's Books had a wonderful First Friday. Debbie Knapp of Colorado Homegrown Tales entertained a moveable feast of people from 6:30 p.m. until almost 9 p.m. She read two tales by two local authors -- Linda Berry and Carrie Vaughn. Knapp has a lot of energy and a voice that won't quit. Even though I heard both tales (Closure by Linda Berry and In Time by Carrie Vaughn) three times, I

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But the marks inside the book didn't smell like anything...Well, maybe they smelled like cat. Doesn't everything smell like cat?

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It's been a quiet week at Miss Prothero's Books, but there are some signs of life or maybe signs of afterlife. Just when I was lamenting that kids these days only wanted the new stuff...the latest Chuck Palahniuks, the newest by Jodi Picoult...I had two twenty-somethings come in asking for authors that I thought were well past their shelf life. It was as if all the dead authors jumped down

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Okay...It used to be a monthly newsletter. I will try to do better.A Colorado Sampler Take a sample of your arts from the literary basket! On April 4th, Miss Prothero’s Books will host actors from Colorado Homegrown Tales. The actors will perform two short stories written by nationally-known Colorado writers. Author Carrie Vaughn has gained acclaim for her lively “Kitty” series, a

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An old acquaintance died recently. She struggled long and hard with COPD. When she could get out and about, when she could breath our dry, dusty air, she was a good customer. Don't ask me how I missed her memorial service. I was trying to keep this place open, I guess. I missed her estate sale, too. Another sad lapse on my part. But the daughter of my old acquaintance remembered me. She

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She finally got the book placement right...

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It's been a rough day at Miss Prothero's Books. I made one $3 dollar sale before open hours and gave away one book to Sweden. (Why did I let myself get sucked into that?) Don't they have enough of our books? I've spent two hours following up on job leads and responding to email. It's 1st Friday in the Art District, and I will be out in the cold again with no readings planned, no art on the

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For some reason,her human companions did not approve.

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She decided to really sink her teeth into a book.

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I just finished reading The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscard Wao by Junot Diaz. It's all about the curse of history, the Domnican Republic, an obese romantic, America the great diaspora (forget melting pot!) and the blessings of story telling. According to Diaz, "fuku" is a curse in Domnican. "Zafa" is a blessing.Business at Miss Prothero's was fukued in February. I'm saying Zafa and am hoping

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It's been a quiet week at Miss Prothero's Books...which is never good. Internet orders are down. Strange visitors are up.This morning it was a tall blond with pock marked skin. He said he had a Lassie book and a book on Donatello. Copyright 1903! (The book on Donatello, that is.) I tried to be diplomatic. I told him that I'd have to see the books to make a judgment, that they could be

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But there were always squirrels, cats and other distractions.

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She tried reading magazines.

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At Miss Prothero's Books, we weren't sure how the 24 Hour Comics People book release and reading party would work. Who would come? Just the contributing artists? If non-artists came would they appreciate the work that went to creating a 24 page comic in 24 hours? And how would the reading work? After all, we weren't just dealing with text.We shouldn't have worried so. The party was

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Miss Prothero's Books was invited to the Denver Center Theatre Company's production of Plainsong on Saturday, January 26th. It was part of a bookseller/librarian/writer appreciation night. Rob and I couldn't pass up the invitation. The reception was pretty simple, and the booksellers, librarians, and writers didn't mix much. I understood that. A certain reticence is requisite to the

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Miss Prothero's Books does not have a huge section devoted to economics. We do not have Adam Smith's Inquiry into the Wealth of Nations. We had Das Kapital once. We have a book about John Maynard Keynes and the Soviets. You wouldn't think I'd be interested in the subject, but it's been one of those days. I've had two visitors to the shop (and one of the them was the postman). I unlocked the

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She knew how to read humans,knew when they wanted to walk, when they wanted to eat, and when they wanted to play.

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Thanks to Stan Yan and Squid Works, Miss Prothero's Books will be hosting a very special opening, book release and reading on February 1. Last October, area cartoonists participated in Denver's 4th annual comic book challenge. The challenge was to write and draw a 24 page comic in 24 hours. To celebrate the feat of completing the challenge, Squid Works Comics is releasing the 24 Hour Comics

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She wantedto read books.

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In the past week, Miss Prothero's Books has been visited by two of Denver's better book dealers -- Lyman Rhoades and Linda Lebsack."I think I'm more of a reader than a book dealer," I admitted to Linda this morning.Maybe this is why I stress out so much. Running the business leaves little time for reading.My dog Stella, a two-year old labrasomething, has decided the opposite -- that I spend too

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Miss Prothero's Books has been busy. Unfortunately, it hasn't been in a profitable way. We've had more browsers, but fewer buyers, more people wondering if they could have a starlight mint off the front desk and fewer people wondering if we have books on starlight or mint. I've been spending time trying to make time to do my year end books. I write reminders to myself on the white board in the

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And Miss Prothero's Books is waiting for it to get smaller.I was visited recently by Ted Engelmann. I didn't know him from Adam. He only knew me from my bookstore and the altered book project that Nancy Missbach and I had undertaken last October. We talked about book arts and book artists. Somewhere in that discussion, Engelmann looked up and saw my old One Book, One Denver poster advertising

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The Magical Mystery Book TourDo you do your best traveling from the arm chair? Miss Prothero's Books would like to announce a new subscription book club. It’s called the Magical Mystery Book Tour. You pay for a ticket and hop on board our literary wagon. This year’s literary tour will take us through America’s Southwest Borderlands. For $100, we’ll deliver 5 new books to your armchair. Each

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Miss Prothero's Books has a graffiti board in the bathroom. My entry on yesterday's board was --I resolve to...Someone wrote back --read more books this 2008 but if they don't capture me in the 1st 28 pages to give them away.Hmmm. I had to wonder about my respondent. I'm not sure I'd want to be the recipient of one of her unengaging presents. And how many books would she miss out on because

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Because it's the anniversary of the 1st publication of Poor Richard's Almanac, I have a Ben Franklin aphorism on today's quote board -- "A man wrapped up in himself makes a very small bundle."The quote seems appropriate to the season. There is something narcissistic about the American way of giving. We are what we buy. If you listen to jewelers, self-esteem depends on a paycheck and a perfect

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Holy blogelujah! I just heard a rumor that Reverend Billy was made in China.I don't know how I feel about the reverend's stop shopping message. Who's hearing his message? Those who have money to spend. It's like the local/organic food movement...a fine movement for those who can afford it. The rest of us can only afford the cheap conveniences, the fruits of shopping sin. Reverend Billy

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I was a fool to believe that age could have improved my immune system. After a few years without nasty illnesses, serious colds, or niggling flu; I caught my fill of something and could barely make myself do anything. Saturday, there was a freezing drizzle, too, so I gave up on listing books or catching up on accounting, took refuge in the pink wing back and began read Suite Francaise. What a

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Yesterday was a lovely day, lots of productive pottering. I moved books, sometimes to the buck bin, sometimes off the shelf. I had a late visitor who said he'd heard Miss Prothero's Books was a happening place. A joke, I thought, but the fellow was serious and a serious book buyer. I should have asked him if he had cousins or twins, any like-minded, deep-pocketed friends.Today was a little

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Merry Christmukkahanalia? Miss Prothero’s Books will greet the winter season with a very special reading on December 7 at 6:30 p.m. We’ll begin with Dylan Thomas’s A Child’s Christmas in Wales. Patron saints Sally Ortiz and Charles Nichols will lend their voices to the task. Who knows? Miss Prothero may put her book down long enough to join us. We’ll also have some old friends read

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A good book and a mellow cup of coffee...It's the perfect pleasure, liquid energy and literary energy.Friend, business neighbor, and coffee shop owner Tim Marquez has made space for some of Miss Prothero's books. We now have a branch office at his Laughing Bean Cafe. All of our humor titles are down there, as well as a few of our more luscious cookbooks. I hope this works. The Laughing Bean

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The Whodunnit Club had its mystery dinner, and a good time was had by all...I think. Colleen Bryan, who played murderer Jean Leapfrog, was very good at obfuscating and turning the table. Junior Detective Scooter Scoff, played by me, would never get a confession out of her. Hank "Hillie" Snitzen (Patrick Caldwell) had a fine, oily accent. Who couldn't he manipulate with such mellifluousness?

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Photographer May Chou stopped by the shop today. It was good to see her. She took a look at our Day of the Dead Altar. We talked about the things a photographer and a book dealer might talk about. May got a new camera. I mumbled something about what I'd been reading."I've just finished Dreaming in Cuban," I said before I realized how silly that sounded.May looked at me quizzically and

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Miss Prothero's Books had three visitors today -- the postman, a crazy woman who talks to God on my telephone, and a crazy man who came in twice. I know all of them a little too well.The mailman's skinny and wears boots that are too big for him. About one o'clock everyday, he comes clumping through the front with a postcard or a book. He makes a big deal out of handing me my mail, although

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The whodunit club is having its first (and perhaps annual) murder mystery dinner on the 18th. All of the roles have been taken, but you're welcome to come kibitz. We will enforce some rules. You will be seen and not heard. If you want to kibitz out loud, you'll have to bribe one of the main characters...except Detective Scooter Scoff. Not only is Scoff above bribery, she knows who dun it

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I walked into the store yesterday morning just as the answering machine was picking up. My hands were full. My voice on the machine reached out to me, "And don't miss the art of Barney Jones..." Huh? I didn't remember putting that on the machine, but I must have...way back in August.The message is fixed, but I'm sure I'll find something else that's been neglected or forgotten. Being a sole

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Deborah Horner was in today to install the Dia De Los Muertos altar. We had a heck of a time stabilizing the paperbacks, but we managed. It's always fun to be with Deborah. Like Miss Prothero, she is patient, kind, and says the right thing always. She's a darn fine artist, too. Her offerings to our six dead authors were wonderful. I like Sekou Sundiata's best. The hat hovered like a

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It was Dylan Thomas's birthday Saturday. I spent too much time fussing around trying to figure out a Dylan Thomas quote of the day for the sandwich board. I liked --When one burns one's bridges, what a very nice fire it makes.(And if one burns one's books?)I also liked --An alcoholic is someone you don't like who drinks as much as you do.(That one helps me put the liquor store across the street

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Miss Prothero's books does not own a website. This blog is all we have. We had one once, but couldn't maintain it and didn't renew it. I just noticed today that some enterprising fool has set up a phishy site with a missprotherosbooks.com address. If you get caught up in it, I apologize. There is little I can do. Sometimes, the Internet just ain't no fun.

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Okay, I'm going to stop whining. Some good things are happening:Barbara's Santa Clarita house refused to burn down. (Barbara is a friend of John and Gary, my Los Angeles brothers-in-law.)Yolanda Chichester's father brought his contribution to our Day of the Dead altar this morning -- three boxes of mass market paperbacks! Now the altar is five rows deep and up to my knee.I stopped trying to

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Give Peace Poems a Chance Gianina Opris of Denver and Debbi Brody of Santa Fe will hold a writing-words-of-peace workshop at Miss Prothero’s Books on November 3, 2007. Participants will spend two hours consciously raising the collective unconscious through visual imagery, guided writing and word mining. They will leave with a minimum of one “peace piece” and will have the opportunity to

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Painter Richard Kathmann saved me from the zero-dollar doldrums. Kathmann is from New York and is on his way to New Mexico. We talked about landscape, poverty and Cormac McCarthy. He asked if my community supported me. In an age where most find their community online, that's a loaded question. I kept it simple and admitted that the store wasn't doing all that well. "Oh," he said. "Then I'll

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The rain fell in torrents, except at occasional intervals, when it fell in torrents. The landlord hadn't turned on the heat, the Denver Marathon was still streaming down Santa Fe Drive, and the myth series reading group was due to meet at Miss Prothero's. I called the members of the group and gave them encouragements and warnings. The option of not meeting was laid on the table, but bless

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If you consider yourself green, used books are the perfect example of re-using and recycling.So stop buying the newest, the latest from Borders and Barnes and Noble. Don't rush to Amazon to find the hottest deal. Walk to your local used bookstore, pick up a book you know nothing about, catch up on all of the Pulitzers, search for neglected masters like Anne Stevenson or Conrad Richter or Robert

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The boys upstairs are restless. There's a bang, another bang. Someone must be throwing a hard rubber ball for Bo, the Boston Terrier. Except I don't hear the scrabbling of claws. Who knows? Maybe the boys are throwing rocks at each other. Could it be a bowling ball? Now there is a long roll after each bang.The boys are in their mid-twenties. They like to roar around in their jeeps and

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Miss Prothero's Books and book artist Deborah Horner are building a Day of the Dead altar out of mass market paperbacks. If you have a garage full of pulps, pocketbooks or mass markets that need a good home, please consider donating them to the project. We're looking for paperbacks that are approximately 4 1/4" wide by 7" tall. Bring your donations to Miss Prothero's by October 20. We're

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It's an understatement to say business is bad. Business is horrid. Business has little green teeth. It has blood shot eyes and wants to bit me on the ankle. Even Internet orders have slowed. No, I don't want to sell coffee. It's too big of an investment. And I'm not sure having event after event is the answer. Event goers aren't always readers. They are the cousin of the author, the aunt

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Thanks to all who entered Miss Prothero's 1st Altered Book Exhibition. This year's judges were Book Artist Alicia Bailey and Installation Artist Heather Doyle-Maier. The two met on Monday to take a look at the entries and to discuss each entry's merit. Because this was the store's first exhibition and because I had not been clear on parameters, I asked that the judges not eliminate anyone from

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Did you want to know how the 2007 story series ended? I guess you'll have to make a trip to the store, buy a book, grab a bookmark, and find out.

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She changed her name to Sidney...

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Altered StatesOur altered book exhibit will open October 5. We’ve seen a few entries and hope there are a few more on the way. If you’re still busy altering, hurry up! The deadline is September 30 at 6 p.m. If you want to see some nicely recycled books...if you’ve always wanted to see what will happen when you fold, spindle and mutilate a book...the reception begins at 7 p.m. on the 5th.And

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And Penelope got bored.

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I was happy to see that Mayor Hickenlooper's pick for One Book, One Denver was Nick Arvin's Articles of War. Arvin is a local talent with a national name. Picking a home-grown hero's first novel is a good way to keep the best and brightest at home. Miss Prothero may try to put together a One Book, One Denver discussion this October. I'll keep you posted.

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Miss Prothero's is proud to host a reading this Sunday (the 23rd) by poet Robert Cooperman and novelist Teague Bohlen. The reading begins at 4 p.m. Like the woman in Wallace Stevens's The Idea of Order at Key West, Bohlen and Cooperman speak directly to the problem of us and our origins, of our need for meaning and a moral center. Cooperman often finds his material in the folk songs and folk

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Monks did it. They scraped vellum. They altered, recycled and reused books. We haven't changed. We are always tearing apart and reassembling, always making something old new. That is the art of being human.Today I watched Nancy Missbach practice her art. The book she chose to alter, recycle and reuse was Elementary Home Economics. I loved what emerged...the shape of a dress, the figure of

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A good neighbor asked that I put more information on the altered book show in the blog. I'm pasting the information from the official brochure here. Give us a call at the store if you have questions (303) 572-2260. No, you do not need to use any of our "alterable" books.Don’t just recycle your old books!Reviseand recreate them!Miss Prothero’s Books andTangerine Book Arts are sponsoring an

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But Telemachus grew up.Read some grown-up booksat Miss Prothero's Books,1112 N. Santa Fe Drivein Denver!

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Miss Prothero's was proud to host J. Marie Judy and Joanne Dulmaine last night. It was a twin pleasure. Marie and Joanne are sisters who collaborated on a book -- Life on Torrez Road, A Northern New Mexico Family History. Marie wrote the book. Joanne drew the illustrations. (Joanne also let us hang some of her paintings on the bookstore walls.) Both women are fierce, determined, exacting,

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She taught that boy everything she knew.There are only four more bookmarks in the 2007 series.Want the paper version?Come visit us as the store.Call 303-572-2260 for hours.Want to look at some lovelier bookmarks?Check out Laine Farley's BiblioBuffet column.

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Miss Prothero's is hosting an altered book show in October. Never heard of such a thing? Come on, now! Everyone is doing it. I've seen designer hand bags made out of trade paperbacks, switch plates made from loose pages, lunch boxes made of condensed reader's digest editions. There's even an international society of altered book artists.To get ready for the altered book show, book artist

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The TV, the newspapers have taken up the drum again. Americans don't read or when they do, they don't read much. As I make my daily commute (a 30 minute walk from Capitol Hill to La Alma), I look at the curious signs all about me and wonder if the opposite isn't true. Do we read too much, get bombarded with too much information, and -- to paraphrase Gertrude Stein -- lose our sense, our place

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Penelope gave birth to a little boy named Telemachus.Looking for something for your little Telemachus.Come visit the store!Our hours of operation are:Monday ClosedTuesday - Thursday10 A.M. to 6 P.M.Friday 12 P.M. to 8 P.M.Saturday 10 A.M. to 6 P.M.Sunday 1 P.M. to 6 P.M.

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I enjoy imagining the details of the life of the person who brings me books. There was the woman who said she had lots of Native American titles, lots of hardbacks. She said she wanted to support the local bookstore and would love to trade. She bought Peter Matthiessen's In the Spirit of Crazy Horse. I thought she might be a gold mine. When she came back to the store, her bag of books

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Here's the monthly newsletter I was moaning about.If you have any questions about any of the events, please call the store at 303-572-2260.Our First Year?! September is our anniversary month! We hadn’t really thought about it until we had to pay the business insurance. Now I look up at the header for this newsletter and see “Issue 12”. Hmmm. 12 months?! We’ve been in business a whole year?

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I've been sitting at the computer for the past hour. (It's time for the store's monthly newsletter...and I hate writing it.) I looked up once and saw that it was raining. I looked up a second time and saw that it was not.A white-haired gentleman stood in the doorway by framed by the sun."Come out," he said. "We have a rainbow."I came out. I wanted the distraction. I was not sorry. The

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And married a man who loved to read the newspaper.Want to read a book instead of a newspaper?Drop by the store.We're at 1112 N. Santa Fe Drive.Call 303-572-2260 for directions.Our Hours of operation are:Monday ClosedTuesday - Thursday10 A.M. to 6 P.M.Friday 12 P.M. to 8 P.M.Saturday 10 A.M. to 6 P.M.Sunday 1 P.M. to 6 P.M.

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Our first year in business has been 3 parts chaos and 12 parts disorder. This past week has been a particular struggle. There was the perpetual balancing of the books (don't ask), the monthly art district meeting (why do they always get to the good parts when I have to leave?), the meeting with the district 6 police liaison and Steve Lujan of Kreative Kitchens and Baths (no, nothing solved),

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How Penelope wandered away...Wander into a good book. Discover our online inventory orvisit us as 1112 N. Santa Fe Drive. Call 303-572-2260for hours and directions.

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Okay, I'll finally admit it. Miss Prothero's Books is located near a liquor store, not a nice, genteel middle class liquor store where maiden aunts go to buy sherry and fruitcake brandy and hep young couples go to debate the merits of different microbrews.It's a place that loads up on cheap malt liquor and rot-gut vodka, a place where the down and out go to get down and out. It's the block's

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Once again, Miss Prothero's is having an identity crisis. Do we sell books or art or books about art? Why did we locate the store so close to the art district? Okay, when we look at the art of Barney Jones, we admit it's a nice crisis. We'll have an opening for Barney on August 3 from 7 to 9 p.m.

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The plot pertained to Penelope.Need to plot your next read?Check out our online inventory or visit the store.Our hours of operation are --Monday ClosedTuesday 10 A.M. to 6 P.M.Wednesday 10 A.M. to 6 P.M.Thursday 10 A.M. to 6 P.M.Friday 12 P.M. to 8 P.M.Saturday 10 A.M. to 6 P.M.Sunday 1 P.M. to 6 P.M.

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Call me a weather whiner, a global weirding wacko. I'm getting tired of the extremes, tired of the clear blue skies, tired of the heat, tired of sticking to the back of my chair and the top of the counter. The trees that the development district planted along Santa Fe Drive are getting tire, too. I think I can hear them sizzling in their concrete stands. I've tried to help with buckets of

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His first book was called Sidney Sets Sail. Feeling under the gun?Come to Miss Prothero's and relax with a good book.

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I had a call from a radio reporter this morning. When he brought up the subject of Harry Potter, I thought he wanted to know about Harry Perez, the bookstore's July 21 collaboration with The Laughing Bean Cafe. How wrong could I be? He reminded me of The Denver Post interview I did a few weeks ago. He wanted me to re-hash the reasons why I wasn't carrying Book 7. Because I'm a used bookstore,

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