The ugly stuff first...I just want to get it out of the way. Miss Prothero had a slew of internet orders this morning. Half of them, she couldn't fulfill. She needs to find a better way to keep inventory!
Now the bad...Another bookstore opened up just down the block. Don't get me wrong. That's not bad. The way I reacted is bad. I was jealous. I was mad. Hadn't I tried to make my bookstore everything for everybody? Then I went down the street and introduced myself. They look like a radical information project, some politics, some economics, some of what Miss P doesn't have. I believe their name is Unity Information. But more on that later. Maybe I need to stop trying to make my bookstore everything to everybody.
The best for last...Poets Chris Ransick and Sheryl Luna will be reading at the store this Sunday. Both made mention of the reading on their blogs, and I thank them for that. If anyone is out there, the reading is June 3 at 4 p.m. The bookstore is located at 1112 N. Santa Fe Drive. Call us if you need directions. The phone number is (303)572-2260.
-NW
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Friday, June 1, 2007
Saturday, May 12, 2007
Dust, Paper, Comics
Business has been slow, but it's been an interesting weekend.
On Thursday, the store's order of Pity the Drowned Horses finally came in. This is Sheryl Luna's debut collection of poems. I was excited when Luna agreed to come to the store on June 3 to read with Denver's poet laureate Chris Ransick. Now that I have the book in hand and am reading it, I'm dancing on the front desk and hanging from the ceiling fan. She is a poet who can speak to the dust and conjure a world out of it. I shall stop babbling before I blow it. I want you to come to the reading and buy the book.
Stan Yan of the Squid Works collective came by on Friday. We talked about Stan's work, the world of comics, graphic novels, zines, and stockbrokers. Growing up, cartoons and comics had had no appeal to me. They belonged to lonely little boys. But then The Hulk came along and provided me with a metaphor for anger. In college, I even subjected the poor monster to the lit crit knife. I wrote how many pages on the semiotics of green? Michael Chabon only widened my perspective with The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier and Clay. And was I blown away by Lynd Ward's graphic novels. Forget the lonely little boys. Comics belong to the wide, wild world. Now I have to figure out if Squid Works comics belong in the bookstore.
My morning routine is to start the coffee, open the dog door, retrieve the morning paper. This morning I found a little surprise when I retrieved the paper. There was the store logo right on the front of the Post's ColoradoSunday section. The write-up wasn't much, but it was kind. I hope it brings in some customers.
There...that's my dust, paper, comics. Or is it dust, comics, paper?
-NW
On Thursday, the store's order of Pity the Drowned Horses finally came in. This is Sheryl Luna's debut collection of poems. I was excited when Luna agreed to come to the store on June 3 to read with Denver's poet laureate Chris Ransick. Now that I have the book in hand and am reading it, I'm dancing on the front desk and hanging from the ceiling fan. She is a poet who can speak to the dust and conjure a world out of it. I shall stop babbling before I blow it. I want you to come to the reading and buy the book.
Stan Yan of the Squid Works collective came by on Friday. We talked about Stan's work, the world of comics, graphic novels, zines, and stockbrokers. Growing up, cartoons and comics had had no appeal to me. They belonged to lonely little boys. But then The Hulk came along and provided me with a metaphor for anger. In college, I even subjected the poor monster to the lit crit knife. I wrote how many pages on the semiotics of green? Michael Chabon only widened my perspective with The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier and Clay. And was I blown away by Lynd Ward's graphic novels. Forget the lonely little boys. Comics belong to the wide, wild world. Now I have to figure out if Squid Works comics belong in the bookstore.
My morning routine is to start the coffee, open the dog door, retrieve the morning paper. This morning I found a little surprise when I retrieved the paper. There was the store logo right on the front of the Post's ColoradoSunday section. The write-up wasn't much, but it was kind. I hope it brings in some customers.
There...that's my dust, paper, comics. Or is it dust, comics, paper?
-NW
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