05/09/2026
I knew, just KNEW, something like this can could happen, and that inevitability was spinning into a new harder charging nature’s impulse of dislocation and ridiculousness!
“Inevitability is the covenant that what whispers in the dark of the mind will rise in its appointed hour and cast the soul before a truth too mighty to master.”
What is going to be hard, maybe deranging to my mild and slightly ordered psyche is a journey of dissociating from a current successful and even comfortable trend (as a book dealer with one store, rented, runnable) to create a new book-store, that one day can be equally enticing for a whole new audience of people, one perhaps more quaint than in Blue Ridge, more like a bosky nook in the shade of Talking Rock!
Two stores – just Mom and I to begin with. The second will focus on smaller and paperback volumes, great paper for now. Yard Art, perhaps? More about the stresses and stuff as we take this on…Just too much to think about lots of financing stuff, Landlord stupefaction, and screw turning stooges from all points of Atlanta throughout North Georgia. I’m still, very truly yours and just a book seller after all,
Michael
After and before all perhaps:
"Complacency is the soil in which catastrophe grows." ~Arendt
"Own your own damned stuff." ~Me
