I like learning which was one reason I didn’t like school much as a student and it was one of my major frustrations as a teacher. Learning isn’t destination driven; it means surrendering to not knowing the destination and accepting the discomfort, the sense of not being able to touch the bottom of the pool.
School always led somewhere. Research to write a paper that was turned in and graded. An exam. Graduation. As a teacher, I was happy that I did not normally teach material/information, but, instead, I taught skills — that old learning to fish vs. giving a fish.
This morning I feel absolutely empty of ideas or things to say. The novel marketing business has hit a sand bar which is that I need to take my books to the Narrow Gauge Newsstand in Alamosa and ask if they can be put on the shelves with the OTHER works by local authors.
The shelf on which they will go is easily the least visible shelf in the store. My books will be placed alphabetically with all the others. Most are books about the area along with the mystery series by the women whom I tried to help upload their third volume last winter.
If I were running the ONLY bookstore in the San Luis Valley, I’d have the same strategy. In the very front of the store is the new Harry Potter not written by J. K. Rowling alone, but with two accomplices, John Tiffany, and Jack Thorne. Around the store are shelves dedicated to the two main spiritual directions found in the San Luis Valley; Christianity and vague semi-Buddhist mysticism. There is a shelf dedicated to very beautiful coloring books for adults. Two whole walls are dedicated to magazines. It is truly the loveliest bookstore I’ve visited in a long time. What makes it special is its size; it’s small. It has a small stock that reflects with sincerity, honesty and quiet pride its place in the world.