I keep thinking about this Kieslowski fragment. I admit I don’t remember much of the rest of the movie. This fragment is more or less all I carried away. The puppet master and the dying ballerina. They are joined, related, married into something altogether different. In the artistry of an artist. Speaking of which, the artistry of a bookseller was always a bit fuzzy, complicated. Are we just the guys that push coins over the front desk? Or is there still some magic in little bookshops, those few remaining ones?

My friend Natasha sent me a link to this Rube Goldberg video. I watched it once. A couple of days later I decided to take another look.

It is his face that is so beautiful. He is from another planet, no? The way I understand it is that the whole construction of the incredible machine relates to the rational side of personality. Yours, mine, doesn’t matter. Rationality makes all these incredible bridges and not always the easiest and the most logical connections. It doesn’t always get you where you want and the way you want it. But it does protect the creative inner being. That is important. As long as I can manage to protect my inner being and keep it as innocent, as curious and as alive as this guy’s beautiful face – Book Depository and Amazon can both go to hell. I’ll keep constructing my incredible machine. Whatever the twist, turn or shape it may take.

On Wednesday we went dark together with thousands of web sites all across the universe. It might look a bit funny or pretentious. Such a small and insignificant bookshop joins the protest. After all, we make our living by selling intellectual property and yet we seemingly disagree with the act that is supposed to stop piracy. Well, I tend to agree with Cory Doctorow that no level of piracy justifies the proposed measures.

I’ve read this nice piece about how independent booksellers should stop trying to compete with online retailers. A day or two later I ran into this email from a disillusioned publisher employee. Very interesting. One of the problems I see is that the complete book industry pricing system has been turned obsolete. It was originally designed to appreciate each and every single creative input in the bookselling network. Now the list price mutated into a mere concept, useful psychological tool in the hands of big players and a heavy burden around the necks of independents.

I followed links to articles pro and contra independent bookshops. I’ve learned that Ann Patchett, American novelist has recently opened a bookshop. She could not stand living in a city without a single bookshop.

On my hyper-walks I stumbled upon this lovely independent bookshop that opened in 2011 in Rockland, Maine, USA, town of less than eight thousand inhabitants.

In real life, I happened to walk past Smetumet window on Celovška and liked it a lot. And I continued to read 1Q84. Slowly.

 

Have you seen Love Actually? There’s this little scene I like there.. I know, I know.. It’s yet another classic western corporate cliché, well packed and skillfully sold. But, you know what? It’s hoildays time, so let me get away with it, just this one time. The scene I am telling you about is, I guess, a quote or perhaps a loving appreciation for the famous Bob Dylan video with Allen Ginsberg in the background.
Well.. in the movie the guy says something like: “..because it’s Christmas (and at Christmas you tell the truth)”. I like this “tell the truth” part.. So.. let me pretend that you are that gorgeous blonde girl and I’ll be the guy with the tape recorder and a little confession to make. Here I go:

It was a nice Spring day when a person walked into the bookshop and asked for a book that we didn’t have. The classic situation: if we don’t have it in stock, we can order it for you. We check the price and availabilty and ask our potentional customer for order confirmation. Instead of confirmation, I was confronted with honestly innocent question: “Is this the cheapest I can get it for?” Now.. there’s so much to explain, there are so many details that should be added here in order to put all of this into the right perspective.. I’ll try to choose only the few.. it was obviously a non-bookish person, you could see there were all these other priorities in life that make reading books hardly even enter the top hundred necessities. The title of the book suggested it was an obligatory reading for school, university or work. It was far from desired reading or what I lovingly call predestined meeting of people and books. So here I was, looking into those eyes, trying to figure out what to do. Needless to say, it has been a slightly difficult year for us. Some of our customers switched to electronic books. Some decided it is cheaper and more convenient to order books online. And even the most beautiful and the most faithful customers experienced cuts in their budgets due to overall financial meltdown. The question hang in the air. I am not fond of lying. I simply stood there and contemplated the ethical values and practical consequences of an old fashioned bookseller advising an innocent, non-bookish person of the cheapest ways to obtain an undesired book.

Contemplating my technologically enhanced near-suicide has been pretty much what I’ve been doing in those seldom free moments of a dedicated parent and a small business owner during the past year. Once confronted with a proximate possibility of loosing it, I tried to think the true nature of my book-selling.

Financial meltdown set aside, my principal enemies are technologically driven online retailers. Technology in itself is neither good nor bad. It takes the same knowledge to create a nuclear weapon and a nuclear reactor. Technology is closely linked to a certain type of knowledge that is created by beautiful minds of scientists and fucked up by evil moguls of corporate capital. It is false to think that Book Depository and Amazon are involved in an activity even remotely similar to what we are engaged in. As far as I am concerned, the true nature of what they do is making money and the true nature of what we do is lighthouse keeping.

One of the questions that repeatedly came to our mailbox this year was a variation of “Why is this cheaper on Book Depository?” Here is a bit of copy-paste from my recent email trying to answer one such question:

Zanimivo je, da gostincu nihče ne ugovarja, da je kava pri njem deset ali dvajset krat dražja kot doma. Pivo je tudi dva do trikrat dražje kot v trgovini, pa vseeno radi naročimo še eno in še eno in na koncu celo razneženo in dobrovoljno pustimo še kaj natakarici. Gostincem zavidam, da ljudje preprosto in po občutku, skozi podzavestno, enostavno jasno sprejmejo in vedo (brez da racionalizirajo), kaj je dodana vrednost, kaj je gostinec naredil, vložil in kako si je zaslužil to razliko v ceni.

Pri knjigarnah je to bistveno težje, med drugim tudi zato, ker konec koncev sploh nismo vajeni teh knjigarn. Ni tako, kot z gostilnami, da je na vsakem vogalu vsaj ena. Knjigarne so tukaj redke in ni vse, kar se imenuje knjigarna, tukaj zares knjigarna..

A ja, pa še to: 11. julija 2011 je Amazon kupil Book Depository.. A ste Orwella že brali? Danes je to zelo aktualno.. Orwella je spet potrebno brati..

It is hard to see all that is at stake when someone is waving with a five euro banknote in front of your eyes with a flashy neon-lit “You Save:” inscription on it. The truth behind is ethically very questionable. It is killing healthy bio-diversity of thousands of small and not so small independent bookshops, each and every single one with a unique story to tell, books to curate, readers to hide from a winter chill. In words of John Updike: “Bookstores are lonely forts, spilling light onto the sidewalk.”

It is difficult for me to define, explain and defend the lighthouse aspect of our book-selling. It is hidden somewhere in the nature of a real space. If all is well maintained and properly orchestrated – this real space may occasionally transform into a magical place. The true meaning of independent is interdependent. We depend on you. Not only in the sense of “your money is your vote”. Your personalities are embedded into our shelves. We dance, spilling light onto the sidewalk. It is difficult to define and explain. I just know the magic is there. And I am thankful that you know it.
Happy New Year!

 

birthday cake

Today is our sixth birthday. This morning, when I walked in, this beautiful birthday cake was waiting on our front desk. (Hvala, Ana!)

 


Started working on a new sign. Hope you will like it.

Nov 022011
 


Please note our new opening hours. Thank you!

Oct 212011
 

Here is a small interview with me for one of our UK based partners. They portrait many other interesting independent bookshops in their section “bookseller focus”.

“I am Saint George and with a little help of my customers the dragon will return to its cave. Or not.”

Oct 052011
 

We have started a gallery. It’s inside the bookshop. As you walk in, it’s on your right hand side. It all started as wishful thinking some six years ago. Then a year ago we started to talk about it. And then this summer I found a beautiful old window in the street. We decided to build a gallery cabinet around it.

Sep 132011
 

Would anyone like to play a guessing game on Behemot’s Facebook page?

Couple of days ago I took a picture of an interesting detail from one of newly arrived books. I posted it on Behemot’s Facebook page and asked if anyone would like to guess from which book it is. David was first with correct answer so now he posted a new question.

We are currently trying to figure out from which book is this:

Would anyone like to guess? As a reward you post a new photo question from one of your books.

Jul 262011
 

 

 

This morning I blinkblonked through 3:AM Magazine’s missing links. Always a great way to start a day. I’ve read an interview with Slavoj Žižek (nothing particularly new or interesting there), an interview with Jean-Luc Godard (great!) and an interview with Alan Moore (good insights about iPads and book industry). And then a bit later Vuk stopped by and I watched his interview (he talks about Eli Pariser’s new book Filter Bubble and he mentiones one cosy little neighbourhood bookshop : )

 

 

Rainy morning. I moved some books from prime spot to our reduced corner. Mostly some supplier’s mistakes (I order Frued and they ship Harry Potter), some of my mistakes (once paperback is out I reduce leftover hardcovers) and some misunderstandings, long forgotten special orders (bad karma). Once all the dusty work was over I took three pictures and hanged them on Flickr, so you can easily check what’s new. I hope the resolution is good enough to read the titles. Price inquires and reservations welcomed.