From the monthly archives: August 2009

Soda Pop Stop Lessons for Bookstores

By On August 31, 2009 · 2 Comments · In Marketing, Publishing

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“Thank you very much, Pepsi-Cola, for reminding me that I own my shelf space and I can do anything I want. So I immediately went out and found 25 little brands of soda that were still in glass bottles…”

–John Nese, Galcos Soda Pop Stop

John Nese, proprietor of Galcos Soda Pop Stop [...]

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I am Jack’s scattered priorities and conflicting desires

By On August 27, 2009 · 1 Comment · In Personal

A growing community of writers is participating in an online experiment in crowdsourcing fiction. It’s called #fridayflash, and it can be found via Twitter, Facebook, or by directly visiting participating writer’s blogs. A new #fridayflash happens every Friday, as figured locally, though some folks do post soon after midnight New Zealand time.

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Grass is overrated; give me cacti

By On August 23, 2009 · Leave a Comment · In Personal

I’ve had a love/hate relationship with our yard this year; I love having one but hate the constant mowing and weeding required to keep it looking decent. I also hate that “decent” here still isn’t anything close to my ideal.
 
When we moved in last summer, I noted our neighbor’s [...]

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I want to live in Sedona

By On August 21, 2009 · Leave a Comment · In Personal

Whenever we go somewhere new on vacation, we like to explore the area and play “What if…?”, looking at things from the perspective of possibly relocating. Isla Mujeres has long been the fantasy, “win the lottery and move anywhere” destination, but Sedona has officially replaced it.
 
Not even on our [...]

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The road to Winslow

By On August 17, 2009 · Leave a Comment · In Personal

We left ABQ yesterday morning, headed for Red Rock State Park and Ceremonial, alternating between 66 and 40 whenever we could. We had to turn around near Correo and Mesitas when we couldn’t locate 66, and saw a depressing Native slum/ruins right off 40 near the latter. Other parts of 66 before and [...]

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