trust your writing. even if you don’t want to go there even if you don’t know where the beginning is or the middle or the end even if it’s hard because there will be days when it’s fucking hard that thing you want to censor? don’t that’s where your art … Read more
I’ve been a hot dog vendor, a shoe salesperson, a middle-school teacher, and a catholic school principal, but owning a bookstore has given me moments with the most eclectic tribe of humans of all. There’s the crime scene cleaner who talked to me about the delicate line between detachment and sensitivity while I rang up … Read more
dear sweet writer who recently dipped your pen back into the word waters and joined a writing group—i know you were nervous because it was your first writing group ever…i know you were worried about your grammar and that your 8th grade English teacher with her BIG FAT RED pen still loomed large on … Read more
Today, a little girl, not more than six years old, came into the bookstore with her mother. While her mother perused the poetry section, the little girl bounced over to me. “Are you a writer?” she asked. “Yes, I am.” “How do you know?” she said, fingering the novels on the shelf next … Read more