For a long time, I’ve collected the bits and pieces of bookstore memories. In a white box with folded flaps, I’ve stuffed the stuff of approximately 4,800 days of Inklings life so far. Yesterday, I pulled it out and sat down in a sunbeam at my dining table for an afternoon of wonder, embarrassment, laughter and …
There’s been lots of early buzz for bookseller Eowyn Ivey’s debut, The Snow Child, which officially comes out Feb 1 (We’ve got word from some of our bookstores that they’ve already got it on the shelves). Ivey, who works at Fireside Books in Palmer, Alaska and who we interviewed here about the double life of a …
In her regular column for the Yakima Herald-Republic, Inklings Bookshop owner Susan Richmond muses on the store’s 2011 bestseller list, noting how unique it is compared to some of the national bestseller lists and how it’s “sprinkled with sparkling gems reflecting different facets of our unique reading character (and characters).” Half of the titles on …
Inklings Bookshop owner Susan Richmond shares some great Dad’s day recommendations in Book Scene, a weekly column that she and the store’s staff members write for the Yakima Herald. For the shirt-sleeve gourmet, she recommends the Sasquatch title Good Fish: Sustainable Seafood Recipes from the Pacific Coast by Becky Selengut. “Whether or not he knows one …
” . . . If you are planning your next trip abroad, you might want to check out what bugs live there. If you travel to Argentina, for example, watch out for assassin bugs. They bite you in the night, use your skin for a latrine and spread a disease called chagas to many of …
For the last ten years, the editors at Blue Begonia Press in Yakima, WA, have kept a poetry pole in the press’s front yard. Passersby press their poems to it with colored pushpins, and the press also receives poems by mail from all over the world. Jim Bodeen, the press’s resident poet and editor, describes …
The way Inklings Bookshop owner Susan Richmond tells it, it sounds like a bookish child’s fantasy. As a four-year-old, she would cruise the aisles of an empty library after hours, sliding out books and carefully leaving a space so she’d know where to re-shelve them. It’s not fiction, though. Richmond’s mother had taken a part-time …
