As my sojourn at writers camp in Ireland comes to an end I find my thoughts turning back to the book trade. In particular, a recent article in the Boston Globe about the planned sale of a collection of rare books that had been bequeathed to a local institution, Gordon College, with the proviso that […] More >>
Archives for February 2015
Fred Rosselot
While in Ireland and out of the book world, I’ve been posting chapters from a story I’m working on. (See entries below.) The story is set in the town of Talman, a fictional iteration of Nyack, NY, one of the stops on my book route for decades. One of my favorite guys in Nyack is […] More >>
Chapter IV
Jerry is making a Manhattan on the rocks for Mister Windle. He pours the frothing liquid from the shaker into the glass where it settles to amber with hints of yellow, scarlet, and blue from the reflection of the Christmas lights strung above the bar. No cherry. Mister Windle is a Brit and has an […] More >>
Not Coming to a Theater Near You Anytime Soon
II Kelly shambles out of his living quarters as if he’d been hibernating there. He’s dressed, but might have slept in his clothes. Needs a shave. Jarkey, who also needs a shave, is sitting at one of the two desks in the front office, pecking the typewriter, scowling at the article he’s writing about […] More >>
Used Books of the Future that Never Made it to the Future
Spent the weekend on Sherkin Island, where our Irish friends Kathy and Mike have some family property that they’re developing into an event center. It’s beautiful here, in the rugged but calm way that typifies so much of the Irish coast. Lovely scenery, good friends, and plenty of excellent food, drink, laughter, and talk. […] More >>