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In the Hills, the Cities.

Something could be said about lofty goals, or the rock-steady confidence in the book industry. Maybe it’s a depiction of the enduring nature of the climb, striving to reach the summit. The frigid climate at the top of the literary world. Man. I’m reaching here.

It is just a picture, folks.

Mountains in the distance. Snow-capped. Trees and craggy overlooks. Nature stuff.

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Eventually, the webpage will feature an aesthetically-pleasing, locally-topical photograph that will have a definite connection to: 1) the book shop. 2) the Rose District. 3) Broken Arrow 4) Irish lunch fare.

Oh, and 5) Books.

After all, this is a bookstore website. Maybe the new photo will be along the lines of the image at the right, which is the wrong shape to replace the hi-def shaped mountain-pic. Click on the bookshop-at-night image for a groovy 3-D effect. (OK. I’m kidding about the 3-D thing.)

At this point, I’m just pleased to have something up and showing. (You have NO idea how much whining, cursing, and foot-stamping you have missed getting to this point.) Website crashes are akin to trashbag failures: Frightening at the initial impact, tedious in the cleanup, and odorous in the aftermath. I’m bleaching the smell out at this point. So…

Any of you photo-minded shutter-snappers who’d like to have an image featured (with credits) to replace the less-than-idyllic Alps/other mountain range picture (’cause I just don’t know an Alp when I see one) – send an email for the size requirements or download the mountains image as a template. A prize may be involved.

And, thanks for asking (even if it was to yourself): What does a mountain scene have to do with a Rose District bookstore? To which, the short answer would have been – Nada. Zip. Nothing. (OK. Getting long-winded for a short answer.)

(A $25 gift certificate to the first to identify – correctly – the obscure blog title reference… )

Come Visit!

McHuston

Booksellers & Irish Bistro
Rose District, BA. OK!

Like a Phoenix (Rising from Web Ashes)

I admit it.

I’ve been fiddling with the website. However, it wasn’t intention that set me to the task, and it wasn’t willingly undertaken. BAM! Something broke, for no reason.

At least when the tire blows out on the car, you can reflect on it and think: Well, maybe I should have aired that thing up when it looked low, mighty low. Edge of flat. Didn’t do it, and – BLAM! Blow Out.

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With computers and their related ilk, there may be a disguised reason for what happens. (It may well be apparent to computer people, a group to which I belonged back when keyboards and monitors were fabricated from wood.)

At least the blank white screen has been eliminated. Surprisingly, much of the content survived the crash of the website. Of course, that isn’t necessarily a good thing.

You’ll have to bear with me while I try to understand the new configurations involved in the restart. Since tech support was no support, the job fell to me and I managed to resurrect the site while smashing the old version to smithereens. Collateral damage.

The new WordPress is – no doubt – a much improved platform, but it only slightly resembles the old one.

And the stock photos may take a little time to replace.

It can’t be too long, though. We’re working on a Q&A session with suspense author Taylor Stevens to be posted here on the shop-blog in the coming weeks. Her latest installment – The Catch – is to be released in July.

For now, I’ll be fiddling away at the site trying to get it back in a semblance of order. In the meantime… those things in the nightsky I’m thanking?

The Lucky Stars.

Come Visit! (The store didn’t crash, just the website!)

McHuston

Booksellers & Irish Bistro
Rose District
122 South Main St. Broken Arrow OK! 74012

Ceci est un Blog, not Literature.

“Do you have Jane Eyre?” she asked, and I was about to answer when she finished her question. “In an older copy? Hardback?”

I was still sizing that up when she concluded: “In French?”

Getting past the surprise, I was flattered that she expected it possible to find a copy of that English literature title in French (or a French literature title in English). It’s a sure indication that our Broken Arrow, Oklahoma clientele is a discerning sort.

Regrettably, I let her down.

Had she been a little less specific, I could have offered Lettres et Poésies d’amour de Charlotte Brontë, a 1953 collection of Ms. Brontë’s love letters published in Belgium. There’s a copy of Moulin Rouge on the shelf as well (Paris, 1953). Wouldn’t do though.

C’est la façon dont le ballon rebondit. (That’s the way the ball bounces.)

Of course, the discriminating nature of this morning’s question is offset by the one posed by a gentleman the other day. He opened the door, stepped inside, put his hands on his hips, and gazed around from floor to ceiling.

“What is it you do in here, exactly?” he asked.

I was stumped by that one, I’ll admit. Had the answer until he tacked on the “exactly,” which had me mentally fishing for some concise description of what goes on – exactly – in a bookstore with bistro tables, where the proprietor rebinds books, edits manuscripts, and pursues research projects in between the cooking and the cleaning.

Should have just handed him a copy of Gabrielle Zevin’s homage to the independent bookstore, “The Storied Life of A. J. Fikry,” currently entrenched on the New York Times bestsellers list. Ms. Zevin obviously has a place in her heart for off-beat shops and a story that will appeal to readers – whether they own a bookstore or not.

In truth, I’m a little reluctant to recommend it. Could be I liked it because a lot of what happens at A. J. Fikry’s Island Bookstore is curiously familiar. Maybe not in exact events, but in the sorts of things that happen in the book shop. Then, there are the book-reader inside jokes and behind-the-counter details that are indigenous to the endangered species – bookseller.

Mr. Fikry is a curmudgeonly proprietor (and you may keep your comparisons to yourself), who finds life-redemption in the form of an abandoned child left in his book store. Although none of the reviews I encountered mentioned it, I can’t be the only one who was reminded of George Eliot’s “Silas Marner.” Granted, Silas is the weaver of Raveloe instead of the village bookseller, but his stolen hoard of money is eventually forgotten when a child is left at his doorstep. Mr. Fikry finds public acceptance through the advice and counsel of the many neighbors who share their childrearing experiences, just as did Silas Marner. Despite the similarities, Ms. Zevin massages the plot into an original story that will endear itself to most readers.

You’ll find a first edition copy (with a custom plastic dustjacket protector) at below-publisher price, but it occurred to me as I set it out that A. J. Fikry encountered trouble in his offering of bestsellers in Ms. Zevin’s story.

“Seems like a lot,” says his customer, looking over the latest Alex Cross hardback. “You know I can get it cheaper online, right?” Mr. Fikry answers in a manner that you won’t hear in this shop.

I may be curmudgeonly, but politeness drills are staged each morning – part of what we do in here, Exactly.

Come visit!

McHuston

Booksellers & Irish Bistro
Rose District
122 South Main St. Broken Arrow OK!

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