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Wednesday, October 24, 2012
Why Do I Bother?
It's been a spectacular fall
do I bother blogging? It takes a lot of time and energy to put together a
halfway decent post, whether or not photographs are included, and without an
editor or proof-reader I’m always sticking my neck out even further. My handful
of readers, for all I know, may shake their heads in wonderment at typos and
infelicitous turns of expression, not to mention the high horses I sometimes
mount and ride to a lather. “Why does she bother?” they may be asking
themselves, and sometimes I ask myself the same question. It isn’t as if I have
thousands or even hundreds of readers a day. Between one and two hundred is
more like it. And they are not all reading the most recent post, either. No, it
isn’t “consumer demand” that keeps me going.
that matter, why do I persevere in maintaining an independent bookstore in a
small village at the end of a northern Michigan peninsula? Our town has a
library. There’s a post office, too, where residents can pick up books and
everything else they order by mail from online sellers who don’t have my
bricks-and-mortar overhead but do have worldwide name recognition. How many
people find their way into Dog Ears Books in Northport on any given weekday in
late fall? And how many of those who drop in are open to the treasures on
New middle-grade vampire series!
the last two years, I have waged exhausting war on invasive autumn olive on the
land around my house and barns. Why? There is no quick and easy way to
eradicate this pest, and there is no way to insure that it will not return. In fact,
it is certain to return. Across the highway from our driveway is a corner so
thoroughly infested that it has become impenetrable, and every plant has
berries, and every berry eaten by a bird contains a seed that will be dropped
somewhere else. Down by the Happy Hour, three fields were cleared of autumn
olive. Neighbors on the hill above us made the effort. It’s either very
expensive or (for someone like me who can’t afford the expense) very laborious
and time-consuming to address this issue, and many, by default, make a
different choice, but if everyone in Leelanau County were to make an all-out effort
against autumn olive, that effort would still have to continue into the future year
Why do I bother? This
is who I am. These are some of the things I do. Here I stand. What else can I
Don't forget Teresa Scollon's reading and discussion and book signing this coming Saturday, 3 p.m. at 106 Waukazoo. Author visits are one of the best parts of my bookstore life, and I'm eager to share them with you!