Friday, July 30, 2010

New Home for Calendars

One thing that drove Amie crazy last year was that the calendars were all over the place. The cubes were on a table by staff recs, while the engagement calendars were by our Indie Bound section in the opposite direction. This year, Jocelyn and Amie convinced me to turn our travel corner (travel, travel lit, foreign language) into a calendar corner. It looks nice!
Foreign language got the dead case by magazines. Maybe we'll get a hanging sign that sends folks in the correct direction.

Thursday, July 29, 2010

Clean House!

We had our carpets cleaned last night, and I used valuable blogging time to move furniture. Yes, I know that this is a picture of a carpet tile with a little stain on it. Well, you should have seen it before today. We now have that carpet cleaner smell that some people love and other people hate.

Wednesday, July 28, 2010

Working with the UEC--One Hit, One...Balk?

The Urban Ecology is one of the particularly wonderful resources in Milwaukee. Working on sites adjacent to Riverside and Washington Parks, their focus is on environmental education. Their big upcoming project is the Eat Local Challenge. It's not just the UEC--Slow Food Wisconsin Southeast, Outpost Natural Foods, and two farmer's markets, Fondy and Westown, are also involved.

We're also participating, by leading a book club discussion of Plenty: Eating Local on the 100-Mile Diet, by Alisa Smith and J.B. MacKinnon. Two things to mention up front: 1) This is a book club discussion; the authors are not involved and 2) This is the same book as Plenty: One Man, One Woman, and a Raucous Year of Eating Locally. It is not unusual for a publisher to change the subtitle of a book for paperback publication. And isn't even that unusual to change the title itself, but it does confuse people.

Plenty is an eat-local challenge book, much like Bill McKibben's Enough and Barbara Kingsolver's Animal Vegetable Miracle, but taken to the nth degree. Who knew that no grain was grown within 100 miles of Vancouver? It's funny, sort of like reading a Bill Bryson take on the subject.

The discussion is at the Urban Ecology Center on Tuesday, September 14th, at 7 PM. Say hi to me, as I'll be helping coordinate the discussion.

Alas, our other current collaboration with the Urban Ecology Center is on hold. We were cosponsoring an event for The Green Travel Guide to Southern Wisconsin, but the there was a problem with the first date, Wednesday, August 18th, so alas, this event is postponed indefinitely. It's a great book that we're selling quite well, so we're hoping to put something new together. For now, please unmark your calendars.


1. I never posted a link to our last email newsletter, which, by the way, now has the wrong info for the Green Travel Guide to Southern Wisconsin. Here it is.

2. Did you notice that Plenty has the same sort of look as Mona Simpson's My Hollywood, the highly-anticipated novel coming out August 3rd that we are hosting a reading for on Thursday, October 21st? Instead of checking, I'm just guessing it's the same artist, Elina Nudelman!

Tuesday, July 27, 2010

Book Fans Love to be Self-Referential: A Books on Books Post for Kids

When I was the buyer at Harry W. Schwartz, I used to play a game when I would buy the paperback reprints. The sales reps would provide hardcover sales figures, and I’d match them up to our sales. I considered it a success if we sold one-thousandth of the total figure. (Yes, 1000th).

In certain areas we blew the numbers away. A local author, a big event, a heavily marketed and hand-sold title. It was far more interesting to look at books we hadn’t done that much with, perhaps just a month in the front of the store with a print or email newsletter alert. I guessed that these were the kind of books where most of the sale was still in independent bookstores.

On the other hand, for branded fiction and nonfiction on bestseller lists, our sales percentage was tiny. At Boswell, the number is microscopic. I wanted to use a calculus reference and say that the limit was approaching zero, but my math is very rusty and I’m not sure that makes sense.

One category where we always blew the percentage out of the water was for books on books. Ah, the joys of The Uncommon Reader! This subcategory does very well in independent bookstores for several reasons:

1) Book-obsessed booksellers tend to like these books and feature them. Even if they don’t particularly like them, they know that they reinforce the business.

2) Book-obsessed customers seem more likely to shop at these kinds of stores, or at least comprise a higher percentage of said stores’ business.

3) This is partly true because other retailers are less likely to stock these titles.
A subcategory books on books that may have further reach is books on books for kids. Many parents who are not book obsessed still try to foster reading in their children because they have been told that strong reading skills will help them in their education. Plus you get a lot of teacher and librarian enthusiasm, which doesn’t seem to be as important in the adult category for these books.

And then there is another sub-category of this category, which doesn’t do quite as well, but is beloved by folks like us—books about bookselling!

So what would I think of a niche of a niche of a niche, a kids’ book about bookselling? I’m super excited, of course. It’s Louise Yates called Dog Loves Books, and it just came out. I can’t imagine a book-obsessive’s library not including this title.

Dog is one of those animals that has always loved books, and dreams (like many of our customers) of owning a bookstore. You know he’s a true aficionado as he sniffs them. And yes, we see this in the store more than you’d expect.

But it turns out, it’s a lot more difficult than it seems. He doesn’t even deal with balancing his books or receiving his cooperative advertising funds, or trying to negotiate property and casualty insurance. No, he can’t even get customers.

In a way, this has much the same message as many holiday-themed books. Dog discovers the true spirit of something, in this case hand-selling. Like a great bookseller, Dog realizes the passion that great books bring, and Dog know how to match that passion to his customers.

Plus, he’s very cute, reminding me a bit of Gene Zion’s Harry the Dirty Dog.

In the sequel, I heard that Dog has problems with a bunch of broken bookcases, and is targeted by a shoplifting ring. Plus one of his best customers, Spaniel, becomes obsessed with the new I-Pup. But in the end, Spaniel only really winds up using it on trips to the kennel.

Monday, July 26, 2010

Why Didn't You Trust Us on Lily King? Here Come the Reviews

One of the nicest events we've had this spring was Lily King's Father of the Rain. King was lovely, the book was wonderful, but turnout, while not a washout,was disappointing.

Boy how a few weeks would have made a difference! I've noticed that for fiction, we have a lot of customers who really follow reviews. Yesterday was Liesl Schillinger's review in the New York Times Book Review. Here's just a teaser, for those who don't like to link:

"King is a beautiful writer, with equally strong gifts for dialogue and internal monologue. Silently or aloud, her characters betray the inner tumult they conceal as they try to keep themselves together, wanting others to see them as whole. Whether they’re children, teenagers or adults in their 40s, 50s and older, they demonstrate through their confusions that what we like to call coming-of-age is a process that doesn’t always end. Like people in real life, King’s characters alter their behavior each time they interact with someone different — parent, sibling, friend, lover, student, boss — exposing the protean nature of personality. Context controls character."

Read the rest of the review here.

Not enough convincing? Ellen Emry Heltzel says King's new novel is resonant of John Cheever and Barbara Kingsolver in this review in the Seattle Times.

And here's the wonderful Leah Hager Cohen's take in the Boston Globe:
"King’s great accomplishment lies in making us care about Gardiner without ever letting up on her depiction of his gross infelicities. He is a marvelously complex character: at once consistent and rife with paradox. And King is too sophisticated to offer a straightforward redemptive arc. Instead, we see Gardiner grow, and we see him revert. We see Daley root for him, and we see her question whether doing so means personal stagnation. We see mistakes repeated and hopes renewed. Ultimately, King suggests, redemption lies less in healing than in living — simply being present to what is."

I don't think we'll have this issue with Mona Simpson's new novel, My Hollywood. The book is out August 3rd, and I expect a lot of hoopla for her first novel in ten years. Our event is on October 21st. Mark your calendars.

And boy, do I love this jacket!

Saturday, July 24, 2010

Bark and Ye Shall Receive

A couple of week's ago we put up our Dog Days window, featuring dog books and dog plush. One of our favorites is Cooper, from the Gund kennel. Today in the Journal Sentinel, Jackie Loohauis-Bennett featured a collection of dog books. Cooper was very excited.

Here are the Journal Sentinel's picks:

The 50+ Dog Owner: Dog Parenting for Baby Boomers and Beyond, by Mary Jane Checchi
Dark's Tale, by Deborah Grabien
Hart's Original Petpourri Vol. 1, by Robert Hart
I Has a Hotdog!: What is Your Dog Really Thinking, by Professor Happycat
It's a Dog's World: The Savvy Guide to Four-Legged Living, by Wendy Diamond
Marcy Mary: The Memoirs of a Dachshund American Princess, by Kathleen Chamberlin
From Elephants to Mice: Animals who Have Touched my Soul, by James Mahoney
Katie Up and Down the Hall, by Glenn Plaskin (available in September)
Cats' A.B.C., by Beverly Nichols
Altruistic Armadillos, Zenlike Zebras: Understanding the World’s Most Intriguing Animals, by Jeffrey Moussaieff Masson

Read more here!

Friday, July 23, 2010

Listen to the Mockingjay--She Says "That Katniss is Going to Pay for Her Rebellion."

I was in a meeting yesterday at the Milwaukee Public Library yesterday, and folks were discussing what books they were reading in their book clubs. One woman asked me about The Hunger Games, and I was not surprised. It's one of those kids books where a substantial amount of the readership is adult. It's not quite at The Book Thief level, where it seems that all of our purchases are too adults, but maybe more in the Twilight level.

The third book in the series, Mockingjay, comes out August 24th. We have a display up of The Hunger Games and Catching Fire, readying ourselves for book #3. And Jason explained to me that I shouldn't let the seemingly quieter sales on book #2 get to me; as is the case for adult fantasy series, a lot of folks want to read all three books at once, and when the series is complete, will rush to buy all of them.

I would not know how this works, except on a sales level, as I am stymied by series.

Boswell folk are particularly giddy about the Mockingjay temporary tattoos. Our models showcase them for your approval.

Thursday, July 22, 2010

Craig's Experiment with Big Piles of a Good Book

So Craig comes to me from Algonquin and says, "I have this really great book, and if you tried it and I really think it would sell if you made a statement with it." The book is The Cow in the Parking Lot: A Zen Approach to Overcoming Anger. Having had irrational fits of anger myself, I am intrigued by any sort of way to get around it. Most of the time, it doesn't seem particularly productive or satisfying.

I took a look at the book. Why revenge backfires. Rational versus irrational demands. Don't react, respond. Lots of interesting stuff here. The only thing I don't like are the workbook pages. Sorry folks, I don't write in my books (well, I actually use Post-it brand adhesive notes, in a size that seems to have really gone out of style, 3x5, but that's another story). Anyway, I don't like the exercise part. But still, we've done so well with The Power of Kindness (past 100 and keeps on chugging), so why not try this experiment.

So far, we've sold about half of what we brought in. I'll keep you posted.

Just to know that my spiritual guidance does not stop with Buddhism, there's another book we have on our trade paperback table that has some legs, and like several of our displayed titles, the original suggestion came from a customer. It's Rebecca Brown Taylor's An Altar in the World: A Geography of Faith. It's sort of a Christian take on mindfulness, and certainly plays off of kindness as well. There's some quoting of scripture, a little walking of labyrinths. Recommendatioons from Marcus Borg, Lauren Winner, very HarperOne (formerly Harper San Francisco). And it's a very attractive package, with French flaps, rough-cut pages, and a very nice cover image.
Now I just need Muslim, Jewish, Hindu, and athiest takes on being kind, and we should have most of the world covered.

Wednesday, July 21, 2010

Three Percent Update--Tales from the Catalan

We've gotten a lot of attention on our translation table, which has we periodically update as new books arrive, or when they win new awards, or well, when one catches Stacie's eye. Read the original post in the Boswellians here.

Several weeks again, one of our customers came in to tell us about a book she had translated, from Catalan, no less. It's Jaume Cabré's book of connected stories, Winter Journey, and it came out earlier this year from Swan Island Press in Chicago.

The story connects a number of characters, a pianist, rabbi, and thief among them, and plays out in a structure akin to a work of Schubert. He's the Catalan Joan Silber/Alice Mattison!

It makes me think we have enough translators in town to do a panel. If I put something together, you'll be the first to know.

More from the Three Percent blog.

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

Cloning an Idea for an Event about a Novel about Cloning

I was chatting with several publishing folk at BookExpo about hidden author gems within driving distance of Milwaukee. When I mentioned to Maggie that it only cost $22 to take Amtrak from Chicago to Milwaukee, she assured me that was my hook.

She had just introduced me to her friend Gretchen.

"Hey, I'm working with a writer who lives in Appleton. Maybe we can put something together."

And so we did. Not only does Stephen Polansky live in the Appleton area, he became well know for writing his novel, The Bradbury Report, in the Copper Rock Coffee Company downtown. Just an aside, if you write a novel at Boswell or nearby environs, don't forget to tell us when it is published, or better yet, about six months beforehand.

And then we had the age-old argument--where to shelve the book.

Because Polansky plays off of Ray Bradbury, our initial instinct was to shelve it in science fiction. We had an interesting discussion with the author about this, because for every Fahrenheit 451 in science fiction, there is Brave New World, 1984, and The Handmaid's Tale that is shelved in general fiction. We couldn't even consider the thriller case because we simply have no room.

The story is set in 2071, in a society where clones are kept to harvest body parts as part of our health care program. The protagonist, a retired professor named Ray Bradbury, is contacted by an old girlfriend on the run. She needs to hide a fugitive clone. In fact, it's Ray's clone, himself at 21.

In the end, we determined the book's genre, not just by doing what the author wanted, but by using the "put it in the section where the bookseller who likes it would expect to find it" model. Carl, who gave the book his staff rec, is more likely to read fiction. But he also reads mystery. (No, we're not going to shelve it in poetry--the model has it's limits.

Here's Carl's rec:
"This novel set in 2071 accomplishes a remarkable feat: it stays entertaining while exploring the social, ethical, and scientific questions surrounding a government human cloning program."

Carl told me he liked it a lot, though The Bradbury Report didn't end the way he expected it to. Books that end differently than you expect? We'll save that for another post.

Meet Steven Polansky at Boswell on Thursday, July 23rd, at 7 PM. Read more about what led to Polansky writing this book, and how he wound up in Appleton, in this article in the Appleton Post-Crescent.

Monday, July 19, 2010

Timeliness is Everything--In Which I Contemplate a New Book About Abu Ghraib

I start out laughing as I write a rather serious blog piece. Going through our mail today, I received a publishers catalog for Websters Bookstore Cafe, a store that occupied our location between 1979 and 1990. I'm sure every year the press thinks about updating their catalog distribution list, but things get in the way and it doesn't happen. Twenty years later, it's a good laugh.

I know--boy, I know. This morning I slipcovered a ratty old couch that I'd been planning to update since the day we opened. It got worse of late--some nasty customer was pulling off the piping. How is this happening? The couch couldn't be more in plain view. How did I let this go for over a year?

So Imagine the timeliness of writing a book. There's no question that many subjects have their moment in the sun, and if the author takes too long to write and research the book, it falls in the netherland between public consciousness and historical document.

That's what I worried about when I decided to host the new book by Michael Clemens, The Secrets of Abu Ghraib: American Soldiers on Trial on Thursday, August 5th, at 7 PM. As we discussed the situation, Clemens noted that interviews have been going well, and he's been able to change a few people's minds about what exactly happened and why. I think it's important to note here that the book is published by Potomac Books, a noted publisher of military history and world affairs.

An important note here--my discussing the book is not necessarily advocating a particular position. Clemens noted that the politics of the two authors are not the same, though I'm not revealing here who is the more conservative and who is the more liberal. Graveline was the Army prosecutor involved in many of the prosecutions, while Clemens was a military policeman and investigator, who served as the Abu Ghraib prosecution team's special investigator.

The Journal Sentinel recently printed an interview with Clemens, where he discusses some of the findings, and some improvements made to the system in light of Abu Graib. You can read it here.

Sunday, July 18, 2010

Impressed with the Letterpress Notecards from Orange Arts

Our best discovery at the Book Expo two months ago (it seems like it was a year ago) was actually a rediscovery. I fell in love at first sight with the Brookfield line of letterpress notecards from Orange Arts.

And I was not alone. Every Boswellian I showed it to felt the same, well, if they had any interest in stationery at all. (Many don't. You're shocked). I started with the basic notecards in 5 designs, plus little desk notes in two designs.

I went to create the order, and what do you know, at some time in the past, Schwartz had ordered from them, though there was nothing in the database from the past few years.

Here's a link to their site, where you can ooh and ahh over the designs. We're carrying red diamond and blue daisy in both styles, plus orange compass, spring, and terra in the notecards.

I also like stepping stones, friends, and solaris. Oh, and lichen. And lilac spray.

And unity.

Saturday, July 17, 2010

Sunday Green Markets--Surprise Finds

Angela Kysely's Green Market is back from 2-6 PM on Sundays. She's rounded up several new vendors, including one offering doggie treats and another with wonderful woolens. They were the folks at the Oconomowoc chapter of Friendship Bridge, offering up knitted caps (modeled by this satisfied customer) and other wearables made from old sweaters, empowering the women of Guatemala to find solutions to poverty. You've probably heard of their swittens (sweater-made mittens), which have gotten a lot of nice write ups over the last few years.

OK, I wasn't expecting to get this deep in a little piece about our green market, and I don't want to talk it up too much, as Friendship Bridge will not be there this Sunday. We've had a nice mix of vendors and lots of compliments. Everyone is fully licensed, and Boswell does not charge a fee or take a percentage of the sale. This is tricky, as we've discussed how paying a fee might have vendors more committed to attending. For now, I like the surprise of it all.

Friday, July 16, 2010

Guest Post--A Visit to Samuel Johnson's Home in London

Recently we received a postcard from our customer and friend Ed, who was giving a talk in London, though I can't remember if this was for his graduate history degreed or the one in information sciences (It was the latter, it turns out). Ed is a man of many interests--he would be the intersection of attendees for our recent events for Last Words of the Executed and The Baseball Codes: Beanballs, Sign Stealing, and Bench-Clearing Brawls: The Unwritten Rules of America's Pastime. He recommends both books, by the way.

The postcard was of James Boswell, the iconic namesake of our store. Intriguing. On his return, Ed and I were discussing his visit, and I asked if he might write a blog post on what circumstances led to this postcard. He would.

And so, a few words from Edward Benoit III:

“Alas, Madam! How few books are there of which one can ever possibly arrive at the last page…” Samuel Johnson

During recent travels to London, I adventured toward 17 Gough Square, the one time home of Dr. Samuel Johnson, author of the first English Dictionary. Lived in from 1748-1759, the Johnson house remains one of the few residences of its period, and is now surrounded by modern office buildings occupied by solicitors. The interior of the house contains period furnishings, portraits of Johnson and his friends (including James Boswell), and an extensive collection of dictionaries.

The highlight for most visitors unveils itself on the top floor, specifically the location Johnson worked on his dictionary for years. A collection of his favorite words from the thousands of books he read, Johnson’s dictionary codified definitions and spellings within the English language. Intriguingly a modern observer might be confused by the dictionary itself, as it contains many interesting editorial sayings, and quotes from contemporary authors. For example, the definition of oats reads:

OATS. n.s. [?, Saxon] A grain, which in England is generally given to horses, but in Scotland supports the people.

It is of the grass leaved tribe; the flowers have no petals, and are disposed in a loose panicle: the grain is eatable. The meal makes tolerable good bread. Miller.

The oats have eaten the horses. Shakespeare.

It is bare mechanism, no otherwise produced than the turning of a wild oat beard, by the insinuation of the particles of moisture. Locke

For your lean cattle, fodder them with barley straw first, and the oat straw last. Mortimer.

His horse’s allowance of oats and beans, was greater than the journey required. Swift.

Following Johnson’s death, his long time friend James Boswell wrote The Life of Dr. Johnson. Although it is off the beaten path (near Temple Church), and requires payment to enter, this little house and museum remains one of my favorite parts of London. As Dr. Johnson stated, “When a man is tired of London, he is tired of life.”

Thursday, July 15, 2010

The Great Tomato Trek--Allen Discusses His (and an Industry's) Search for Flavor (We're Hosting Him on Sunday, July 25th, 2 PM)

You would never call me a gardener. This is true, despite having a father who devoted much of his free time to planting flowers and vegetables. We’d sometimes be overrun with zucchini and cucumbers; peppers were notoriously fickle. But the heart and soul of his garden, as it was for most backyard growers, were his tomatoes.

He kept several varieties, growing the seedlings in our basement with special lights until it was warm enough to plant outside. When he harvested, he kept them along all our window sills, never refrigerating them until he cut one open.

For months at a time, he ate a salad every meal, one that was flush with the fruit (or vegetable, depending on the way you define the plant) of his labors. For a short time each year, tomatoes would be my parents’ housewarming gift of choice, and they went out of their way to warm a lot of houses.

We expect the tomatoes we see in stores to reflect that experience, though we know in our heads that this is not really the case, as much as Elsie the Cow who provided our milk is not likely wearing pearls. Heinz ketchup’s label says “Grown, not made”, even as Heinz has gotten out of the tomato farming business, ceding it to processors such as Morning Glory.

It doesn’t even really occur to me that the tomato bound for ketchup or juice or sauce has a far different journey than one meant for the produce aisle. It turns out, according to Arthur Allen’s Ripe: The Search for the Perfect Tomato, that not only is the journey very different than it once was, it can be different depending on whether you live on the east or west coast.

Journalist Arthur Allen explores the changes in tomato growing and processing that have led to portability and size at the expense of flavor. He’s not really averse to mechanization or grower concentration. He just wants answers, traveling the world to look at Italy’s branding of faux San Marzano tomatoes, or the huge growth of tomato growing and processing in China, despite a decided lack of interest among Chinese consumers. And then there’s the United States, where Florida cleaves to its market of gassed greens, despite inroads among “rin” (bred for slow growth) tomatoes in Mexico and greenhouse varieties from Canada.

At one point, Allen gets his hands dirty, spending a day picking tomatoes with a crew in Florida. It’s backbreaking work for very little money, but the crew is happy he’s there, as they figure there won’t be any abusive behavior that day. This gives weight to the labor struggles to increase the payment by fast food companies of a penny a pound to go to working conditions. The same kind of labor unrest on the west coast, however, quickly led to mechanization, not reform.

Allen is not much interested in the surge of interest in heirloom varietals. Yes, a bit contrarian, he feels they are overrated. Ripe isn't exactly an exposé, a la Fast Food Nation, nor does it necesssarily work as a business manual. It's sort of an intellectual journey with numerous detours, of course.

As for organics, Allen mostly quotes the growers, who think it’s a crock of manure, perhaps the very manure that substitutes for chemicals. On the other side stands Kanti Rawal, the dreamer, a self-described anarchist who had hopes of processing yellow tomatoes into golden ketchups, sauces, and salsas.

Allen is at his most fascinating when exploring the flavor profile of the tomato. So much of the bouquet of a fine tomato is multiple flavors working in tandem; alone, they can be downright unpleasant. And who knew that one of the most pleasing aromas comes from the vine, which is why there’s been enormous growth in the tomatoes-on-the-vine business.

There’s lot more where that came from, and you can hear about it for yourself when we host Arthur Allen on Sunday, July 25th, at 2 PM, in conjunction with our green market, which runs from 2 to 6 PM on Sundays.

Wednesday, July 14, 2010

Last Minute Pitch for Lily King! With Lots of Asides...

So I was talking to Martin at Grove Atlantic about our Lily King event tonight (Wednesday, 7/14, 7 PM) and saying I needed to do a little more to help the book. Who's reviewing it? What can I link to?

Martin responded that the feature magazines have been very hot on Father of the Rain. They've really gotten great response. There's a mention of Vogue. Ah, a link to their website!

Interestingly enough, they do put content on the site, but the closest I can get to info about a book is the movie version of The Girl Who Played with Fire (opens this Friday at the Downer Theatre). Other movies, yes. Music, yes. Market research must have indicated that book pieces aren't worth posting. In any case, I don't find it. They probably put up content later, after the magazine sales are over. That seems to make sense to me, but a lot of news media seemed to think it was ok to post the Rolling Stone piece on Robert Gates in its entirety because they hadn't put it up themselves (because they wanted to...sell magazines.) Pinch me. Anyway, it's up now.

I check Elle. Sit through an ad for Estee Lauder night cream. No, that's creme*. I found it! Here's Rachel Rosenblit's teaser of an opening.

"You know that moment when the ingénue in the horror movie heads downstairs to check the radiator, and you’re screaming, dumbfounded, at the screen? That’s the sort of protective rage you feel for Daley Amory, the narrator of Lily King’s novel Father of the Rain. . . . "

And here's where she brings it all home...

"King is brilliant when writing from the eyes of a tween, all self-conscious curiosity but bright and hopeful as a starry sky. And as Daley grows up and learns how to trust and to love in spite of herself, King cuts a fine, fluid line to the melancholy truth: Even when we’re grown and on our own— wives, mothers, CEOs—we still long to be someone’s daughter. The dream of an absent ideal father is like a thick, soft blanket; find one to burrow under, and enjoy.” —Rachel Rosenblit, Elle (You can read the full review if you follow the link.)

Hey, I can use this!

Magazines, who'd a thunk it? (Note: our magazine sales are up over last year, though they took a big drop in the changeover as we cut out a vendor and some display space, to make room for our book club/meeting table. Sharon's been bringing in new titles regularly, from Art News to Christianity Today. Oh, and yes, I requested a few more puzzle magazines. I believe that obsession gets its own post.)

Here are some more great excerpts from magazine reviews.

“Spellbinding . . . Marvelous . . . A story of high drama in he court of Nixon-era New England aristocracy . . . King brilliantly captures the gravitational pull of the past and the way it can eclipse the promise of the present. . . . You won’t be able to stop reading this book, but when you do finally finish the last delicious page and look up, you will see families in a clearer and more forgiving way.” —Susan Cheever, Vanity Fair

“Luminous . . . Uplifting . . . Fresh, with vividly drawn characters . . . and a clear eye for the details of their singularly messed-up relationships.” —Karen Holt, O, the Oprah Magazine

“King infuses soul into this tale of a family torn apart by abuse.”
Marie Claire (Summer Reads)

More from me about Father of the Rain in this Father's Day post.

*Interestingly enough, if you look for the definition of "creme", most sites lead you back to "cream." The only English reference is for "creme de la creme." So then I check my leatherette desk edition of the Webster's New World Dictionary (one of several dictionaries still lying around the house) and "creme" means either "cream" or "thick liqueur." But why doesn't anyone tell you when you use "creme" and when you use "cream" because I know they are not exactly the same. But I still thought the print edition was more clear.

Tuesday, July 13, 2010

It's Never Too Late to Read a Great Book--Why I Decided to Read The Invisible Bridge

There’s that weird time after a book comes out where many folks start to lose interest. The publicists have moved on, the reviews that come out are considered “late”, and I’m thinking it’s too late to read something and start recommending it, unless I am preparing for the paperback release.

But the beauty of a store like ours is that we can do whatever we want. If a customer hasn’t heard of it, or better yet, heard of it, thought about buying it, but didn’t get confirmation #3 that this was the next book to read, then maybe we can make a difference.

When Julie Orringer’s The Invisible Bridge came out, Jason read it and made a big pitch for the book. He had loved How to Breathe Underwater, her collection of short stories. As is Jason’s preference, it was a big fat book, 600 pages. But that’s not my wont—could I handle another doorstopper? Were 500 plus pages going to be my new norm?

Based on Jason’s rec (if he's this passionate about a book, and it's not speculative, I'm interested), plus some really great reviews, I started handselling copies of the book without reading it, including one at another bookstore.
But then our pal Tracy, who told us up front that she liked buying cards, gifts, and journals from us, but wasn’t going to buy books because she was a library user, yes sir, came into buy a copy.

“It was so good that I needed a copy for my library.” Then there was a little hugging the body action, as in "that good, that good."
600 pages or not, it was time to read this thing.

It’s the story of Andras Lévi, a Hungarian Jew whose dream to go to architecture school comes true, in Paris, no less. His older brother Tibor longs to go to medical school; his younger brother Mátyás just wants to dance. You know what’s going to happen, the special tragedy that was Hungary in World War II. Orringer builds up her characters, creates such empathy, such hopes, that my heart started breaking on page two. And since Andras’ dad was known as Lucky Béla, the family sticky excapes from sticky scrapes give you some hope—maybe, just maybe, things will be ok.

I started reading the book and added it to my reading list, and found folks responding to emails. “Oh, I can’t wait to read that.” “I loved that book and I’m not even the agent!” and other comments became common. What a wonderful book, worth the investment of every last one of the 600 pages. To my thinking, it was a bit Tolstoy-ish, which I could actually say because I read War and Peace less than ten years ago. Such clean, classic writing. Just beautiful.

Here’s Green Apple’s commercial for The Invisible Bridge, which was their June book of the month!

Back to that speculative thing. For some reason, I find it fascinating that Orringer's book appeals to folks who are well versed in SF. And not just Jason (hardly a ghettoized reader, he's all over the place); here's a review from Fantasy Book Critic's blog.

By the way, I’ve learned to pronounce Andras because we have a customer with that name, who, in fact, is a Hungarian translator. It’s “sh” for the “s”, if you’re curious, with the accent on the second syllable. I didn’t know this previously.

Monday, July 12, 2010

A Little Bestseller Music--What's Selling at Boswell?

Since this is effectively cut and pasted from our inventory system, all initial articles ("the" and "a") are dropped. That's the way we roll in database land, old-skool library style.

TW Hardcover Fiction
1. THOUSAND AUTUMNS OF JACOB DE ZOET, by David Mitchell (major reviews)
2. GIRL WHO KICKED THE HORNETS NEST M3, Stieg Larsson (doubled sales over #2)
3. SPIES OF THE BALKANS, by Alan Furst (Jim Higgins' Journal Sentinel interview)
4. SECRET LIVES OF BABA SEGIS WIVES, by Lola Shoneyin (2 recs w/an email plug)
5. ASHES TO WATER, by Irene Ziegler (event #3)
6. PASSAGE V1, by Justin Cronin (ex event, big bestseller, a staff rec)
7. REMARKABLE CREATURES, by Tracy Chevalier (staff rec)
8. MR PEANUT, by Adam Ross (front page NYTBR)
9. PARTICULAR SADNESS OF LEMON CAKE, by Aimee Bender (reviews + staff rec)
10. TO KILL A MOCKINBIRD 50TH, by Harper Lee (lots of publicity + display)

TW Hardcover Nonfiction
1. COOKS JOURNEY TO JAPAN, by Sarah Marx Feldner (a very successful event)
2. LAST WORDS OF THE EXECUTED, by Robert K. Elder (a very respectable event)
3. BASEBALL CODES, by Jason Turbow (an event tonight!)
4. SH*T MY DAD SAYS, by Justin Halpern (#1 bestseller, all a-Twitter)
5. LOST CYCLIST, by David Herlihy (tomorrow's event)
6. HITCH 22, by Christopher Hitchens (most tour dates cancelled due to illness)
7. NINE LIVES, by William Dalrymple (Indian travel lit! Who knew?)
8. OPERATION MINCEMENT, by Ben McIntyre (the buzzy nonfiction book, hearing lots of word of mouth from customers)
9. WOMEN FOOD & GOD, by Geneen Roth (Oprah etc, consistently selling for us too)
10. LIFE IS WHAT YOU MAKE IT, by Peter Buffett (sales continuing after visit)

Two Harmony books really selling well, having been in our top sales for multiple weeks. In paperback, it's Stieg, Stieg, Stieg, with another pop to come when movie #2 opens down the block on July 16th (this Friday!). Little Bee sales popped again, and it was nice to see our in-store book club folk pick up Sarah Waters' The Little Stranger. Nice first week on Suzanne Collins' Catching Fire--we should have this on our new paperback table, shouldn't we? Right now, it's just in kids. I'll fix that immediately.

Our pal John E. came in and said that David Mitchell's The Thousand Autumns of Jacob De Groet was the best book he's read this year. And customer #1 Dennis thought the jacket is amazing. Props to the art director. Also the editor, who is David Ebershoff, one of my favorite authors. I hear he's also a champion pole vaulter.

Sunday, July 11, 2010

Boswell Bags and Tees--A Prelude to Our New Limited-Edition Fish Tee

"It's coming! It's Coming!"

Or so I say to the friends of artist Aaron Boyd, who designed a new special-edition Boswell tee shirt.

Folks don't understand how complicated this can be. We didn't want turquoise; we wanted royal blue. There were disagreements about which shade of orange the fish should be. And we both agreed that the fishing line and the Boswell logo needed to be white.
The only thing not in question--it's a really cool shirt! I'll do a post on it when it arrives.

As a prelude to the fish, we've made a display of our Boswell bags and classic tees, which are still available in turquoise, green, brown, and black, though not every color is in every size. The bags, surprisingly enough, are made in the USA.

Saturday, July 10, 2010

June 10th--Meet Your GPS Device at Boswell Today at 2 PM. She's Written a Mystery!

Today (Saturday, June 10th, at 2 PM) we are hosting Irene Ziegler, her second work of fiction featuring Annie Bartlett, and her first mystery, Ashes to Water. Among other things, I am fascinated that Ziegler is the voice of many GPS devices and of the Richmond, Virginia transit system.

He's a short excerpt from the Richmond Times -Dispatch's review of Ashes to Water:

"Annie Bartlett grew up on a lake near DeLeon (read DeLand), Fla. When she was 9, her mother committed suicide by drowning in the lake. Neither Annie nor older sister Leigh got along with their dad, and both left as soon as they could. Annie's now 28, a photographer in Michigan and engaged. When she gets a call that her father has been murdered, she travels to Florida intent on a quick funeral and a quicker departure.

"But that's before she learns that the main suspect is her father's girlfriend, Della Shiftlet, who claims innocence and asks Annie for help. And before Leigh -- beautiful, addicted Leigh -- blows into town. And before Annie runs into old boyfriend Pete Duncan, Della's court-appointed lawyer."

Read the rest of the review here.

Anne, our bookseller who read the book (but had a standing trip to the Shakespeare festival on this date so she can't attend) told me that "Ziegler's off to a very promising start. The story was good, the characters were interesting. It was a very good read, well above the summer beach-read-level. I want to read her again, just to see where she's going..."

Here's the rest of the tour, as currently booked:

July 13, in Richmond, VA
Fountain Bookstore, Inc.
1312 E. Cary Street.
(804) 788-1594

July 21, in Richmond, VA
Page Bond Gallery
1625 West Main Street

July 30, in Seattle, WA
Seattle Mystery Bookshop
117 Cherry St.

July 31, in Portland, OR
Murder By the Book
3210 S.E. Hawthorne Blvd.

August 12, in Scottdale, AZ
Poisoned Pen Bookstore
4014 North Goldwater Boulevard
(480) 947-2974

August 19, in St. Petersburg, FL
St. Petersburg Public Library

August 21, in DeLand, FL
The Muse Book Shop
112 South Woodland Blvd.
(386) 734-0278

August 27, in Smithburg, MD
Smithburg Branch Public Library
66 West Water St.

Sept 12 (or 14, TBA) in South Pasadena, CA
BOOK'em Mysteries
1118 Mission St

Sept 18, in Fredericksburg, VA
Griffin Bookshop
721 Caroline St.
(540) 899-8041

Read this interview with Ziegler on

Friday, July 9, 2010

It's the Real Thing! It's a Total Act! It's Langer's The Thieves of Manhattan

Adam Langer’s new novel, The Thieves of Manhattan, opens with struggling writer Ian Minot working in a coffee shop, and fuming that a customer is reading Blade Markham’s book, Blade by Blade. It’s the most ridiculous memoir ever, a combination gangster-AWOL soldier-prison story that makes A Million Little Pieces look like Katherine Graham’s Personal History.

Ian’s got a girlfriend Anya, a Romanian short story writer, who’s been invited to read at the KGB’s Literal Stimulation, the edgy, acclaimed reading series sponsored by The Stimulator. She’s in the sights of literary luminaries, but she also might be in the sights of Blade Markham. Ian doesn’t have much, but whatever he does have seems on shakey ground. Then there’s Faye, his fellow employee, an artist who turns forged paintings into artwork in their own right. Is this just friendship or something more?

But it’s right from the epigraph, Milli Vanilli’s Girl You Know it’s True, ” that you know this isn’t a simple tale of a young innocent caught between two women, or a first novelist overcoming the villains of publishing or perhaps being undone by fame. No, the twists and turns beckon, like when you hear the screams of the folks ahead of you when they take their first drop on a rollercoaster. No, more confusing than a rollercoaster, maybe a tilt-a-whirl.

The man reading the book turns out to be Jed Roth, another failed writer who also has a beef with Blade. In fact, he lost his job at Merrill Books when he refused to publish it. But Jed has a scheme that might just get the book published, and that involves Ian. The novel, The Thief of Manhattan, involves a most outrageous caper involving a stolen manuscript, that may or may not be, like much of the rest of this novel, fake. And Jed is going to ask Ian to pass off this incredibly outrageous novel as…a memoir.

Only what if everything that seems true is false, and everything that is false, is actual. If everyone thinks something is true, is it?

Langer does a great job juggling a crazed plot that is as suspenseful as all get out, while packed with hilarious asides. One of the conceipts of the novel within the novelis that the folks speak in a literary speak, so that, for example, stylish eyeglasses are “franzens” and to “lish” is to “savagely edit a manuscript.” I almost palahniuked myself when Blade Marhkham’s editor claimed to do just that after reading a particularly nasty prison scene in the memoir.

I’m not really reviewing the book here; I’m hoping that other more literate folks than I get a kick out this. Let me just say I had a great time with The Thieves of Manhattan. It had everything I expect in a Langer novel, only magnified by a funhouse mirror. The literary and pop cultural references, some of which hit you like a hammer and others which need some detection skills, are a delight. All that and it works as a thriller too.

It’s just great, yo.
Here's Langer's Q&A in the Wall Street Journal.

Thursday, July 8, 2010

Getting Ready for an Adam Langer Novel Makes me Want to do Some Practice Laps

When Adam Langer’s Crossing California came out, I knew it wouldn’t be all kittens and cupcakes. For one thing, it was a comedy, for another, it had a lot of Jewish cultural references, and as a third strike, it was very Chicago-ish. And none of these restrictions seemed to hurt Saul Bellow, though it’s not like I’m selling him hand over fist in the bookstore*. (Note: both Crossing California and Washington Story are out of print--the link goes to my email, where we can discuss this further).

I loved, loved, loved the book, a story that totally captured the angst of high school, and at the same time, had fascinating things to say about the human nature in general, and 70s teenagers and their parents, in particular. Alas, the book is currently out of print.

After hosting a modest event for the paperback in one of the Schwartz bookshops, I mentioned in passing that had the book been set in New York, it would have landed on the front page of The New York Times Book Review. Eventually Langer released just that, a wonderful novel called Ellington Boulevard. Not only did it not receive the coveted front-page spot (ok, maybe I’m not too good at predicting that, as I have to account for short-discount books from Oxford in the mix), it was rather quietly received and just as hard for me to sell.

In between, Langer wrote Washington Story, a college-novel that was a sequel of sorts to Crossing California. I am not much for sequels, so in that case, I could account for my discomfort with selling the novel. How could I recommend it, when everyone, to my thinking, would have to read Crossing California first? Had I had my way, Langer would have started with fresh characters, as there is much genius in the story, and the strongest character was just a bit player in the first novel anyway.

I always think of Langer as an author much the way the old spinning plate guy on the Bozo show in the 1960s and 70s. If you don’t remember, there would be these poles, and our hero would start spinning plates on all of them, with one always seemingly about to crash. In that way, Langer juggles his many storylines, with me on the edge of my seat, wondering if he can pull it off.

I sat out Langer’s recent memoir, My Father’s Bonus March, but I am back in the game, making a pitch for his new novel, The Thieves of Manhattan. Spiegel and Grau are publishing it as a paperback original, which means, this better work! It sometimes does—look at Anne Enright’s The Gathering. Now all Langer has to do is become a citizen of the ex-British Empire and win the Man Booker.

I can only imagine Langer on the sidelines, getting advice from his coach:

“Langer, you’ve got to go bigger. Go for the gut!”

“But Bubba, I’m already reaching for the fences. Daniel Goldin in Milwaukee called me “The Towering Inferno” of writers.” (It’s a lie. I never said such a thing.)

“No, you need to go higher concept. Booksellers , reviewers, bloggers, and folks posting things on social networking sites need to describe your book in one sentence. Here’s some Rabbit-ade. Drink up.”

“Ugh, what is this?”

“Sorry, kid, branded sports drinks aren’t in your budget anymore.”

Tomorrow: I try to pitch The Thieves of Manhattan in one sentence. Or at least a paragraph. Or within the boundaries of a blog post. Good luck to all of us.
*Maybe I'd do a better job with Bellow, one of the literary highlights of the 20th century, if I'd just read him. But what should I start with?

Wednesday, July 7, 2010

What the Book Club Read this Week--A Great and Powerful Thriller from Attica Locke

As you may have noticed, most of my reading time is spent on not-yet-published books or books in advance of Boswell events. One of the nice things about our in-store book club is that I get a second chance on a title I missed during the traditional bookseller push of 2-4 months before pub date. Two months is when the Indie Bound nominations are due. Periodically I’ll get a request to read a bound manuscript (or more recently, a pdf file); the publisher is hoping I’ll like the book enough to give them a quote to use with other booksellers in the advance edition.

Blah, blah, blah, you've heard this all before, but how else do I introduce my book club selection roundup?

This week our book club read Black Water Rising, a first novel by Attica Locke. It’s a thriller, with numerous references to Dennis Lehane, Greg Iles, and Scott Turow. Daniel choose a thriller for the in-store lit group? What gives?

But as soon as you start reading Black Water Rising, which by the way, was shortlisted for an Edgar and named one of the top books of the year by the Los Angeles Times, you know it’s not an ordinary thriller. The writing is so sharp, the characters are so developed—there’s nothing sloppy about it, no staccato dialogue, no “this feels like a rewritten screenplay.” Hey, maybe it is a rewritten screenplay. But more likely, Locke decided she was absolutely not going to write a movie at all, like David Benioff’s City of Thieves.

The story revolves around Jay Porter, a struggling lawyer who only seems to get cheapo lawsuit cases or earnest pro bono work with no payoff. He’s left behind his life as a student activist, and lost some friends in the process. On a moonlit birthday cruise for his wife on the Buffalo Bayou (well, more like hot links and grape soda on something not much nicer than a barge), they hear a woman’s scream. Do they help? The answer has serious repercussions.

I’ve been pushing the book since it was in hardcover, and both our hardcover and paperback sales were respectable. I’m always looking for top-notch writing , and literary fiction by African Americans is underrepresented in the marketplace, making it stand out from the pack. (This is a thriller, but it is most definitely literary). I've been using many of the bookseller recommendations I saw for Locke's novel to make my case.

It was great to discuss this book in book club. There was some quibbling about some of the female characters, and some questions about whether Locke conceived of the story as a series or not. It's my speculation that some of the openness of the story was left for a sequel. That's part of my problem with mystery series--the holes in the story are not conceptual, but market be analyzed in book's 2, 3, 4, 5 and 6.

One hole that was definitely missed was the essay, "Attica Locke on Black Water Rising" that appeared in my advance reader's edition. It so put the story in perspective, and would have been great as a P.S. feature, so common in Harper Perennial paperback editions. Oddly enough, for a book that was shortlisted for the esteemed Orange Prize, there was no P.S. reader's guide, and that's a mystery to me.

Our next selection is Sarah Waters novel, The Little Stranger. It’s a ghost story with time. Will Daniel’s flirtations with genre never end?

Tuesday, July 6, 2010

Growing Up with Finny--a Conversation with Author Justin Kramon

Last fall when I was attending our event with Lorrie Moore, I was bowled over when an attendee asked Moore about her references to Jane Eyre, a connection that I had not previously thought of in my own read, nor had it been referenced by our many friends and customers who read A Gate at the Stairs, nor had I seen it remarked upon in the numerous reviews I read. (Yes, I’m sure there are plenty of folks who talked wrote about it, but I missed it).

I am reminded of this as I get ready for our event with Justin Kramon, author of the new novel Finny. The book goes on sale July 13th, and our event is on Friday, July 23rd, at 7 PM. Finny is the story of Delphine “Finny” Short, daughter of a socialite and academic, coming into her teen years, but more secure about who she is not than who she is. She finds herself attracted to Earl, a neighbor boy, and starts to see him under the guise of taking piano lessons from her father. The ruse is discovered, and she is sent to boarding school.

Wherever Finny goes in life, she finds dynamic personalities, sometimes good, sometimes bad, often a combination of both. With each episode, she discovers a little bit more about herself, and learns that the world is far more tinged with gray than she ever imagined.

As I read Kramon’s novel, the thought went through my mind that the structure and voice and episodic quality of his novel was referencing something, but I had no idea what it was. Desperate to know and having a few other questions to ask, I approached Kramon, and he was gracious enough to reply.

Goldin: I was curious about your inspiration. There were periods when I was reading it when I thought you were doing some sort of homage, only I didn't know the source. My literary vocabulary can be somewhat limited.

Kramon: Dickens was a huge inspiration, and the original idea for the book was to do a reimagining of David Copperfield, the great Dickens novel, and that's where a lot of the references come from. I also had a couple other great coming-of-age books in mind: The World According to Garp, Great Expectations, The Adventures of Augie March, and several others. I love their intricate and suspenseful plots, the slightly-larger-than-life characters, the humor, and the sense of bigness and adventure I get from even the opening sentences. I feel like these classic novels are treasure chests of funny characters and surprising moments and beautiful insights about the world.

But one thing I noticed about a lot of these books is that they’re about young men. So I was interested in what it would be like to tell one of these big classic stories about a young woman coming into the contemporary world. And that’s how the idea for Finny started.

Goldin: Well, that’s a bit embarrassing, as I read David Copperfield a little more than a year ago. But now that you mention it, of course!

I’m always curious about this, but since you have a female protagonist, it makes the question a bit more interesting. Is there anything autobiographical in the story? Did you identify more with Finny or Earl?

Kramon. There are a lot of things I draw from my life -- scenes, characters, traits, ideas -- but there's not a whole lot of autobiographical material in this book. I wanted to be able to move way outside of myself with this book, and create a point of view on the world that's different than mine. I've lived or traveled in the places where Finny lives/travels (Maryland, Pennsylvania, New York, Paris, Boston), but my experiences there were very different. I identified with both Finny and Earl, and felt for them both, but I have a special feeling for Finny. She made the book come alive, and it couldn't be there without her.

Also, I've always enjoyed writing female characters. I'm not sure why -- maybe because I'm only about 51% male. But I think it also has to do with the kind of fiction I want to write. If I talk about friendships and relationships and sex from the point of view of a woman, it helps me to cut myself out and universalize the experience -- or at least bring up some useful observations about it.

Goldin: Many of your side characters have exaggerated mannerisms or distinguishing tics. Were you thinking more along the lines of character shortcut, or were they more exaggeration of type? I didn't really see the book as satire, but I didn't notice the correlation between inner and outer beauty, which, in the case of this novel, is pretty much invesed. The most attractive folks tended to be the most shallow (and sometimes villainous), whereas the eccentrics tended to have noble stuff about them. Did I read this right? Care to comment?

Kramon. The exaggerated mannerisms and distinguishing traits you notice are part of the tribute to Dickens -- who was the master at creating these slightly-larger-than-life characters, accentuating traits or themes he saw in people in his own life to bring closer attention to them. I wanted to try to blend that style with a more modern approach to psychology and interior thoughts and character.

The moral center of the book -- and the correlations between inner and outer beauty -- are also big themes in Dickens, but as you said, I wanted the correlation to be not completely straight-forward. I don't think there are any characters in the book who are noble all the time. Even Finny puts the note under Poplan's door and neglects to tell her brother about Judith's history, partly because of her infatuation with Judith. Those moral issues are all part of the theme of coming-of-age in the book, but I hoped there wouldn't be clear answers to every question.

Goldin: In Finny, there are some characters, such as Sarah Barksdale and Dorrie, that felt like they were more developed in your head than what you saw on paper. Was the book originally longer? If so, what did you have to cut?

Kramon: The book was originally longer -- closer to 500 pages. I slimmed it down a lot, in order to emphasize only the most important plots. I wanted the book to be densely-plotted, so there are still a number of story lines, since that's the nineteenth-century style I was writing in.

You're right that some characters originally took up more space. It just turned out, as I revised, that I didn't feel their stories were as essential to Finny's story.

Goldin: Sylvan and Finny's relationships with Judith and Earl somewhat parallel each other, to the point where in each case. the boyfriend or girlfriend seems to cheat on our heroine or her brother. Yet Judith is ultimately cast as a problematic partner in a way that Earl is not--twice Finny overcomes Earl's infidelities. Did you think Earl was ultimately a different character at the end of the book? In a similar way, Earl chose his mother over Finny, and only really broke away from Mom after she died.

My intention was for the ending of the book to hit a kind of questioning note -- to have some ambiguity in it, along with affirmation. I think Earl is not a perfect person, and there are questions in Finny's mind all the way to the end. To me, that's part of the growth in the book: the ability to accept those questions and move forward without necessarily resolving them.

And to me, that’s one of the big differences with a modern and historical Dickens. I am not an expert on this, but I think Dickens felt at the end that his characters were essentially good or bad, and anything that made readers think otherwise during the course of the reading was essentially literary camouflage. Kramon, like so many modern writers, sees the good in the bad, and vice versa. I suppose I am falling victim to moral relativism, but that should be a shock. Thinking back to my days obsessing with Myers Briggs, I was a pretty strong F.

Want to continue the conversation? Come to our event for Finny on July 23rd at 7 PM. And being that the book is a paperback original, Kramon is very interested in talking to book clubs. Want to set something up? Contact me and I can put you in touch.

Here's a rave about Finny on the Galley Cat blog.

Monday, July 5, 2010

Your Favorite Book is Now a Tee Shirt--Well, Maybe.

I'm not exactly sure how I originally came upon Out of Print tee shirts, but what I do know is that while I was pondering how many to order, what sizes, and when to ship, not one but two Boswell booksellers sent me a link to various links to the line.

We started with four shirts, On the Road, The Catcher in the Rye, Fahrenheit 451, and Atlas Shrugged. I based this on sales and the design both--don't assume these are my four favorite books in the world. These books have all been celebrating anniversaries of late (mostly 50th) and seem to sell in an assortment of price points, from mass market to hardcover.

No sooner did I set up the display than a young woman looking at it turned to me and said, "These are two of my favorite books of all time."

For now, I have unisex small, medium, large, and extra large. I've had some interest in women's sized, though I have found a good amount of sales to women of the small, regarding Boswell. We did bring in women's sized of the Boswell black tee (now showcased at the front desk) and we'll have women's sizing of the special-edition fish tee.

I do really like that the Fahrenheit 451 tee is placed near one of our fire extinguishers.

Sunday, July 4, 2010

July 4th = Outdoors = Frogs?

The Fourth of July is a day for picnics and celebrations. It is not generally a day for browsing bookstores, but since we have a lot of walking around here, it's lovely for a short break from the almost 90 degree weather we're supposed to get today. We're open from 10 AM until 4 PM and tomorrow, we have our regular hours. Who knows when to celebrate when Fourth of July is on a Sunday?

For me, it has other significance, for July 4th is the day I officially stop restocking our outdoor kids stuff and start worrying about sell through. OK, if it's really great and I can see someone using it through fall, I might bring it in again. Like the pop out sunglasses--they were just too coll to be out of. Our pal Melissa bought two pairs yesterday for her kids, one fish and one starfish.

Themes repeat a lot in our collections, especially because most of our items come from three or four vendors, which leads me to wonder how motifs become more and less popular over the years. Frogs have been very hot for a while--right now we have frog games, pull-along toys, brand-new flashlights, and at least one magnifying glass left.

The popularity of frogs sort of surprise me, because the same folks I work with that always point to the frog-themed item as a must have for Boswell don't strike me as the kind of folks who in their day, went frog and toad hunting in the woods. On the other hand, they are probably not waddling with penguins either.

But who knows? I did, and you might not expect that. I don't think I actually saw many frogs, but I was quite the hunter of toads, which as you know, are friends with frogs.* I was a gentle sort, so don't worry, no amphibians were harmed, except perhaps emotionally. I did hold a few, however. OK, I might have made one a pet for a bit. I think that didn't end well. And now, all I have are the warts.

*Arnold Lobel, Frog and Toad are Friends, HarperCollins, 1970.

Saturday, July 3, 2010

More Room for Birthday Cards--the Fomato Spinner Project

I have no idea what's happening to the card business. My assumption has been, based on the free websites, email, and so forth, that card sales were in the pits. So we've been pleasantly surprised that our sales have been generally up over what this store did over the last two years.

Our turn on birthday cards is particularly good, but it's hard to figure out how to expand them more without cutting the space for other occasions (which in this case, could mean no occasion). We've pulled out our holiday spinner (you've also seen markdown cards on it) to expand our birthday selection.

I figure we'll feature one line, which we'll periodically rotate. I'm sure you're shocked that we're starting with Fomato. Emmie sent us some high-res images so we could make our own header. I particularly love the employee list, that mimic the customer service shots at large companies. Sales are deftly handled by boiled potato, while depressed octopus is in charge of legal counsel.

Next up? Most likely Bald Guy Greetings, mostly because I don't want Ian to be mad at me.

Friday, July 2, 2010

Do You Have Any Matching Booklights and Bouncing Balls? Yes? Great!

It's not the the colors are that unusual, but I was quite surprised when I realized that two of our most popular gift items at the moment come in identical shades of chartreuse, turquoise, cerise, and violet.

The wonderballs are filled with water and light up when you bounce them. The booklights also light up, but there appears to be no liquid. Each product is from different vendors.

Now I know that a lot of this is basic color story and trend that all these consumer products companies use, but that said, it made a great photo.