Wednesday, December 22, 2010

Book nerds at Christmas

The Christmas Story Blogfest has not faired well as far as participants (I know it's a busy time!) but I plan on posting a story by Christmas Eve (hopefully) as it was my Blogfest. So, for those of you who thought I had forgotten, fear not! I have not! (anyone still interested is still welcome to post a story but you'd better get busy writing!)  
Christmas Short Story Blogfest
Twice a year, at a local bookstore, we receive an invitation for an open house. One in the springtime and one at Christmas time. The Christmas invitation is as much a part of the ritual and tradition of Christmas as purchasing our ornaments. Books are always purchased for Christmas and the Christmas open house (with accompanying discount!) is the perfect opportunity to browse for Christmas gifts. So off we head to the wilds of Cherry Creek to Rob's bookstore on 4th and Fillmore:
The lights are warm and welcoming as we descend the stairs and already we hear laughter and pleasant tete-a-tete betwixt the mulling crowds that stand not too far from the open door.  
A new face greets us at the cash register although it turns out not to be new at all- a former coworker from my Barnes and Noble days has landed this pleasant job here at the Hermitage. Allan is doing is best to keep up at the Cash register after just having started the week before. And I have the pleasure of congratulating him albeit envying his bookish work. Off to the right of the work is the pleasure--  
Catered foods of all sorts were brought in for the occasion and I cannot imagine that anyone went home hungry. The bean dip was terrific as well as the Sesame Seasoned chicken. There were several wines to choose from and desserts to die for. Needless to say, I had not fasted in vain.

In the Nooks and crannies of the shop, the customers were scouring the shelves with gusto...
some were more concerned with First Editions and older gems while others were searching for hidden treasures for their children that might not be found on the shelves of the BnN or Borders anymore...  
Rob (the gent in the Bookishly decorative shirt on the left by the counter), the Proprietor of said establishment stands quietly by hosting and overseeing and finding books when they are in need of finding. And no doubt on an evening like this, with his shop full of folk buying books and perhaps becoming customers who will come back to buy MORE books...    
 is probably quite happy with a life that is built around books that are so much more than the recent bestsellers... books that have stood up against the test of time- books of F. Scott Fitzgerald, Gabriel Garcia Marquez, Lawrence Durrell, Jeannette Winterson, Paul West, David Foster Wallace, Gustave Flaubert --  
The writers that wrote and who are still worth reading. 
The kind of writers we should all aspire to be!
if we're going to call ourselves writers, that is...  
(Disclaimer: blogging is not my best writing) 


  1. Thank you for the reminder. I will definitely post a story for the Blogfest. Can't decide between an old short story, and a new drabble, but I do think I will make up my mind soon enough.

    And that sounds like a great evening.

  2. I have an award for you at my blog. Congrats.


  3. I have never heard of this book store before. It looks wonderful. When money and time permit, I shall go there. I hope places like this one will survive the e-book phenomenon. I think the local guy has a niche that the big guys don't.

    PS. Are you a member of Rocky Mountain Fiction Writers?
    N. R. Williams, fantasy author

  4. Not yet. Sandra Dallas suggested that to me some time ago (I wrote her and she was kind enough to write me back- she's not a friend) and I delayed then for some reason. Now that you mention it, it's probably something that I should do...


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