Monday, January 29, 2007

Another day, another dollar...

There is a quote in The Writing Life by Annie Dillard that I have always remembered for times like these:

"Another day, another dollar, fifteen hours on snowshoes and I wish I had pie."
--a diary entry from a Maine tracker

I can relate to this. More so now than ever before. I could really use a slice of pie. Or peach cobbler. Mmmm.

It is a trying time in the pursuit of a book store. The process of acquiring funds, particularly for a project of this scale is daunting. I think that in any quest for financing, be it for a super sized Indy book store or a bag of peanuts on a street corner in New York, there has to be a measure of creativity somewhere betwixt the dream and reality. It isn't imagination per se, but unfathomable gall. You have to believe in your idea--truly so--to the degree that people are infected by it simply by standing in your presence. You radiate the passion and people perk up and listen. My youngest sister told me that she knew I would get the store that I desired because I could see it so clearly in my head that I could walk through the store and describe everything to her. When it becomes that real, I suppose you more or less become the idea. I am Wordsmiths Books, yes?

I find that I am.

So as not to bore you entirely with the minutia of financing--it is such a lovely topic, isn't it?--I offer you a couple of pictures from our event with Thomas Laird.


He was a tremendously nice guy and quite obviously intelligent. It's refreshing to meet authors who make you actually want to read their work. The Story of Tibet is now on my list of must reads.



I am now on to You Suck: A Love Story by the incomparable Christopher Moore. If you haven't read his work...well, you should, right? That's my sales pitch. That's it. Just, you should because I said so. Isn't that enough?

That's it for tonight. From what I understand, the blog will become part of our website in the next couple of days, so if all goes well then I'll see you back home, where I'll be curled up on some hammock of a back page with a book in my lap, my eyes tight and sounding a snore that shakes the earth itself. See you there.

--zach

Sunday, January 28, 2007

There's this thing called the, um, inter-net?

I am the slave to a master I know not. For where he beckons I shall always follow and against the might of its hand shall I always fall. Prick me do I not bleed, ask me to understand the internet and do I not cry like a little whiny child? I'm one lollipop away from a complete meltdown.

It is both the bane of my existence and the fruit born upon the tree of tomorrow's fortune. If you do not understand how the internet works then I'm supposed to tell you that you are not only behind the times but that you will never succeed in today's competitive retail climate. So I'm told. Though the latter is true, as is evident by the multitude of companies now surviving without the benefit of a living breathing brick and mortar store, the former is a bit of a stretch of reasoning really. In fact, the true test of your internet skills is in aligning yourself with somebody who does in fact understand it and letting them run off happy and free with your project. Your task then would be simply to learn to communicate with that individual so as to maintain a fraction of understanding as to what is going on. Nothing will kill the impression of understanding you are believed to have in your business than a stuttered, "It's a bit like an Oreo really, in that you, um, have this layer of squishy goodness in between separate layers of, well, something like a cookie but it's actually just commerce."

We switched over our hosting to a new company (God bless you Bizography!) this weekend. Remember how I warned you against setting up your network with a company that doesn't host email? Yeah, well that came from experience. As with all things, I'm experiencing it so that you don't have to. Anyway, I have learned that the internet is not in fact a man made facilitator of information and networks. It is in fact a monstrosity with an abnormal level of awareness that has grown into a sentient being (a la Wargames) and is currently amassing enough information so as to completely debilitate us and reign supreme over all. It breathes, it absorbs our energy and its heart beats with the blackness of all that is evil and wrong. Just so you know.

Apparently when you switch from one domain host to another, the internet likes to just wait and see exactly how sincere you are in your desire. As if it has nothing better to do than to twiddle its thumbs while you pound on your keyboard and scream at outlook for not sending and receiving your email. Then, after you have depleted your cell phone's contact list in attempting to find someone--anyone--to help, it cracks a knuckle or two and says, "Oh, that? Oh, yeah, just a flip of a switch here. There you go. It's all about the love." I think the internet is a crack pipe and good bit on the corner away from pimping us all.

So what, exactly, does this have to do with opening a bookstore? Well, nothing. Nothing at all. You see, when the internet--spawn of Satan, I command thee!--resorts to shifting you up a block to the even more seedy side of town, you are left with nothing but vulgarity and frustration. It has nothing to do with opening a bookstore, because without its presence and compliance (let's just call it cooperation), in these modern times, you have nothing. A brick and mortar store? All fine and good for your dreams and a dozen bananas, but in the end you need expansion. You need the Big Bang effect. You have to reach out so far that you touch your shoulder on the way back. You can thank the Box Stores (B&N, Borders, etc) and the department megaliths (Wal-Mart, Target, Sam's Club, etc) for that. Let's face it, you can buy a book anywhere. What you can't buy is service. It's vital that you are known, unless you maintain security in mediocrity or failure. That is why I like to think big or not at all.

So, love the internet. Cherish the internet. Feed it bytes and bits and let it cradle your heart and soul. Most importantly, find somebody who can communicate with it and hope that somewhere along the line, you understand what is they say to each other when they think you aren't listening.

10001101010010111100.

--zach

Friday, January 26, 2007

You can read any book you'd like...

...but I can assure that, over the weekend, everyone you see on the subway, in the Starbucks, driving their cars***, will be reading
















Yup, it's that time for Oprah's Book Club to roll back into action, and this afternoon her addition of Poitier's Measure Of A Man to her laundry list of books that you and your grandmother can now purchase at grocery stores is very, very, very safe (which should give her publicist a nice break). The official annoucement, from Publisher's Weekly:

After putting her book club on ice for a year after her showdown with memoirist James Frey, Oprah has stuck with autobiography for her new selection: Sidney Poitier's spiritual autobiography The Measure of a Man, published by Harper SanFrancisco in 2000. The selection appears well timed for an Oscar season in which an unusually diverse group of actors are up for awards. Poitier was the first black actor to win the Academy Award for Best Actor for Lilies of the Field in 1963.

So: Oprah's Book Club-thoughts, opinions, amusing commentary on the selection? Have you read or do you follow Oprah's Book Club picks, or are you out there rolling your eyes right at this very moment? Let us know in the comments.


Frankly, of all of Oprah's picks, my favorite of Oprah's Book Club selections has been

















(Thanks to Jill Spradley)


***Note: Wordsmiths Books does not condone reading and driving.

Wednesday, January 24, 2007

The number 114 comes to mind

I'm passing through the drive-thru with a burger in one hand, a coke in my lap, a cell phone ringing beyond my reach and three fingers precariously guiding the wheel of this blog. The insane-o-meter is otherworldly today and I find I have a window between the avalanche and burying myself out in time to go sell books for Thomas Laird to peck out a few lines.

Applications, applications and more applications. Then the resubmits on the application because I did not decipher their code correctly and filled them out wrong. We've had some major hits on our publicity drive and we're starting to reap the reward of Russ's hard work. It seems by the day that more and more people are expressing excitement and joy over what we hope to accomplish. Much though I'll feel better about it all when I stand on the book floor, it is nevertheless gratifying to feel such overwhelming support. Now...if the support comes with cash, credit or check we'll be able to dance for you until we turn to dust. Such is the lamentable nature of commerce. It is nothing without revenue.

Owning a bookstore is a bit problematic that way. Book lovers just love to talk about and recommend books. It's what we do. In my near ten years of experience selling books I have worked with people with double majors before who decided they'd rather sell books at seven bucks an hour. I once hired a guy who showed up for the interview in a $600 suit. He had a day job--some computer hooey I cannot only not recall, but could not explain if I did--and just wanted to fill in the remainder of his time selling books. We're a strange bunch and generally speaking, unless you want to run your own store, want never to be bothered with finances of any kind. You have to practically marry a bookseller off to encourage them to buy a home and move out of the apartment they share with four or five other people. It's just that way. Needless to say, somewhere in that little bit there, you'll find me dwelling in my past. I don't long for those days, heaven knows I'd rather be in front of this train than trailing mindlessly behind it, but a part of me will always pine for the days when my primary focus was just to get Terry Pratchett books into anybody's hand. I'm a bookseller. If you want to open a store, so are you. Fact is, it's difficult to run a bookstore (one or many) if you have no passion for books and no desire to put your favorite author on somebody's bookshelf. It is the passion that drives us--not just to succeed as business owners as much to as propagate literacy to vast reach of our capability.

If I didn't just describe you, then you have two choices:
1. Find a nice laundromat and buy it.
2. Find somebody who fits that description, give them the authority to make decisions and then back away and look pretty for the camera. It's likely the extent of your ability anyway.

Harsh, but true. There are two sides to this proverbial coin. You have the business and you have the books. To be focused and capable only in the business side of things is to isolate yourself from the people you hire to sell. To hire people who share your business minded approach is to kill the loyalty of customers created through conversations with book-nuts who never stop recommending titles. It is perhaps the bane of the independent bookstore. Without a representation of both, you are doomed to mediocrity or failure.

Wow, I'm starting to sound like my father here. Freaky.

Right, I've gotta run and sell books to people who want to buy them because the author was just so fabulous and they just can't live without them. Easy enough.

--zach

Tuesday, January 23, 2007

State of the Wordsmiths Union (115 down the hatch)

So, after experiencing tonight's American Idol (yes, yes, but it's great for a laugh), I was just wondering when the people of Memphis would stop worrying about singing and learn how to speak. My goodness, what a linguistic nightmare.

But you're not here to debate the fine delicacy that bad karaoke offers. So let's move on.

Today, our nation is...wait, that's the wrong speech. Gosh, I wonder which speech HE took? Yikes, this could be embarrassing. Hope he leaves the bit out about the hopeless nature of symbiotic mushrooms. 'Cause I know I was gonna. Right, well, at least one of us can wing it, so here goes:

I filled out more paperwork today. Yippee!

My goodness my desk is a mess. It seems I spend more time filling out these multi-page nightmares than I do on getting a store up and running. I believe that they will never end. I will not still be trying to open vendor accounts when the store opens, I will likely bequeath the remaining applications to my grandchildren in hopes that it is finally completed.

Oh, and I applied for a new number today. This one is for the American Book Association, known simply as the ABA. When I get that number I can then get more numbers from regional associations and similar groups (symbiotic mushrooms, symbiotic mushrooms!). I have decided that it will soon be time to blog the entire list of numbers I have thus far collected. Well, OK, the associations that the numbers belong to. I'm not entirely damp you know. However, I have to believe that should you want to open your own store, I will have seriously reduced the workload on your behalf by just throwing cookies at you. My wife Alice crafted a list, on behalf of our deliriously handsome dog Curbie, detailing the multitude of things he has, over his time, eaten. I found this list extremely useful in that it instructed me on all the things I should not leave with range of his happy little teeth. Such will be this list of numbers for you. Less strain on the brain knowing what lies ahead of you and when one of them gets eaten (or eats you) it won't be my fault.

The financing process for Wordsmiths Books is under way. It will be a lengthy haul I'm sure, but hopefully, (insert your favorite deity/religious icon here) willing, I will be through that and secure by the middle to end of February. This is where the reality of the situation truly hits home. Decatur can love the idea of Wordsmiths, the citizens can love the idea of Wordsmiths, the authors and the media and publishers and reps alike can all love the idea, but if the bank says, "Nah, I'd rather buy Doritos" then you're back to square one. A good friend of mine, author David L. Robbins, likes to teach inspiring authors that rejection is not a "no", just a "not here" and you, likewise, have to hold that mantra close to your heart. Resilience will win the day (unless of course you're an atrocious writer or an marketing guy who sells widgets for a living, never reads, and has an ambition to destroy an independent book chain). Stay true to your plan, to your dreams, and never give up. I know I won't. Wordsmiths Books will be the premiere independent book store of the Southeast, and will stand along side The Little Shop of Stories to bring the literary bull eye square on the city of Decatur.

Amen.

As I slink through the sliver of a crack left in the doorway, I want to plug the great and off the wall humorous talent of Christopher Moore. I'm reading Bloodsucking Fiends to prep for his newest release and continuation You Suck: A Love Story, and have to say that I have enjoyed it far more than any of his other works. And that's saying a lot as this is the man who brought us such great books as Lamb: The Gospel According to Jesus' Boyhood Pal Biff and The Stupidest Angel. If you haven't picked up one of his books before, do it now. He's incredible. If you're in the buying mood, click over to our website and order one today. You won't be disappointed, I promise.

Be well all.

--zach

Selling the idea of selling books by selling the idea of bookselling...

(...and so on)

Yesterday, I spent a good deal of time lamenting the difficulties of doing my job. While the stupid email issues are still a plague (of locusts! locusts!) of the day, I feel I'd be horribly remiss in my duties and in my perspective to not follow up with something focusing on the flip side-the major happy, if you will.

I'm fortunate enough to have worked with Zach, the owner/operator of Wordsmiths Books and the guy who gets to do the nitty gritty of actually making this idea a solid reality, for a while now, and I can say that, email issues to the contrary, I'm the luckiest kid on the block to get to be a part of this wordsmithing Wordsmiths-thing.

It is a wonderful life, spending every waking hour presenting the idea of Wordsmiths Books to both the literary community and the Decatur community, and where it overlaps as the Decatur literary community? It's the best.

For instance:

I had the opportunity to sit and chat with local author and all-around contender for writer-mom of the year Laurel Snyder a few days ago. We were put in contact with each other through mutual book-industry contact s that I could spend several paragraphs describing, but instead will choose to just explain the 6 degrees of all of this by saying that the entire industry is interlinked like a small-town spiderweb, and leave it at that.

While explaining to Laurel exactly what it is we at Wordsmiths Books want to accomplish-creating something upon which the literary community in Decatur can base itself-I watched her go from early morning groggy to excited, nay, hyper about the possibilities.

I left the coffee-talk even more invigorated than I'd been when I went in, all from a simple discussion that, essentially, was my selling someone on the idea of selling books.

Because let's not forget-that's all we have right now, an idea. An idea that's slowly growing in size and support, in such a way that I can't stop and think about it.

There's this awful show on VH-1 featuring realtors who specifically work on celebrity real estate deals. The first and only episode that I saw had "Malcom in the Middle" star Frankie Munz selling a house to buy another house, both with the same agent. There's a moment midway through the episode where the agent starts looking at facts and figures regarding the selling price of the houses, and what his cut would be if the deal was executed. While the numbers are run at the bottom of the screen, he states "I can't think about the commission, I can't think about the commission". After the bottom-of-screen tabulation displays a commission tally of around $300,000, he smiles for a second and softly says "...thinking about the commission...but can't think about the commission".

That's how I feel, being involved with a project that's making this many people this happy. It really is the best thing in the world, in a number of ways, to promote the idea of Wordsmiths Books-everyone seems to have the Laurel Snyder response of lighting up, which is appreciated, because for every mountain of praise there's another Outlook failure. And through good times and bad, difficult and easy, I refuse to stop and "look at the commission", if you will, until that countdown Zach's keeping reaches store opening.

...but yeah, it IS an awesome position to be in.

Monday, January 22, 2007

I've got a new number! (116 days left!)

I got a new number today. Yup, the grand ole government has decreed that two numbers is not enough for one entity so I now have a number validating my right to have employees. Celebrate America, I'm now legally obligated to pay more money into the tax structure!

Ah. To be so numbered is a bliss unparalelled in all of the world.

There's a lot going on right now, most of which is chasing the big bucks and trying to ensure that all accounts I need to be opened are and that the one's that I don't are...well, somewhere on the desk of my last job. I am steeped in payroll duties (just love to use that word, sorry) and trying my best to learn how to use Quick Books Pro. No, it isn't difficult, I'm just a, shall we say, casual learner when it comes to such things. Casual as in slow, in order to, er, enjoy (yeah that's it) the whole process. A casual learner, that's the ticket.

Going to keep things short today. No rants, Russ pretty much took care of that for me. Speaking of which, before I sign off, I would like to advise any of my fellow bookstore owners in wait to find yourself a Russ and keep him for all eternity. There is nothing more welcoming than a qualified mind running like buckshot all over creation on your behalf. He may not have much luck with Outlook, but he sure can wrangle some attention.

According to Russ, I need more pictures. So, here you go. Cheers and keep the coffee coming!


--zach

Outlook on life

Zach's been keeping a daily running tally of the ins and outs of being the owner and operator of an independent bookstore, but I feel it's time I bring my own trials and tribulations to the table. Mostly, because of my outlook today.

Literally. Outlook has killed my day.

I've spent a good portion of my day sending out little feelers into the ether that is the internet. For those of you who are picturing tiny little baby squids swimming upstream into your email in-box, that's not what I mean, although it is a fun mental image. Essentially, I've spent my pre- and post- lunch time attempting to get Outlook to allow me to send a "hey, this is me and what I'm doing and a little about Wordsmiths Books" email to a handful of people I've not spoken to or heard from in a hot minute. These people include book vendors and publishers, as well as author press representatives. See, it is true that when you're in the "book biz", or whatever this may be, you get loaded down with free books. Publishers almost find it in their best interest to spend more money selling you as a book store on how awesome whatever Super Big Hit Book Of The Year is than they do on actually promoting the book to the general public.

This method of promotion, crazy and sense/centsless though it may seem, does make sense for the book publisher bottom line. The book-buying public has a relationship with those who sell books that includes a degree of trust that's almost unheard-of when it comes to more consume-and-dispose sorts of media, but one that puts booksellers in an interesting position-they're counted on to offer recommendations, and to keep track of not only the newest releases but also those of quality. As such, one free advance copy ("galley" or "advance reader copy/ARC" in bookspeak, which should get its' own post here eventually) of the new hot historical fiction novel can, in turn, sell 10 copies in a day.

However, in order for publishers to show up at your door or mailbox with handfuls of sock monkeys and pre-release hand-stapled galleys, they have to know you exist. And it's pretty much impossible to let anyone know you exist when Microsoft Outlook decides, around 10 a.m. in the morning, that the frequency with which you're sending email marks you as a spammer, and therefore you should lose access to your work email account for 24 hours.

Oh, but wait...there's more.

Even if Wordsmiths Books would eventually be found by publishers, and their "people" (meaning press/publicity folk, better known as the people who send the free stuff) would start talking to our "people" (meaning me), I, on account of Outlook deciding I'm engaging in some form of illicit business practice like selling kittens on Ebay, am now kept from being able to reach out to members of the media.

This is good news for them. This is bad news for me.

In trying to let everyone know who and what we are, as Zach so eloquently put it, we gotta find customers. And, as opposed to approaching every person we see in any location at all ever (which I'm neither far off from nor opposed to doing), it's my job to get media-the local press, small little indie papers, the Village Voice, the Decatur Dispatch-to care about what it is Wordsmiths Books is doing, and where/why we're trying to do it.

If I can't get to them, they can't get to me.

I'm also unable to reach business contacts, those people whose business it is to buy books for businesses. Once again-customers. Customers who can't just randomly assume you exist when they've never heard of you.

Thus, the stress of my day:a piece of technology invented to ease the day-to-day operations of working life has brought mine to a screeching, grinding, "ew that doesn't sound good you should really get that checked out" halt.

I might have failed today at getting us any acknowledgment from publishers, I might have failed at letting business contacts know we're here, and I might not have gotten media attention from anywhere (Decatur Dispatch, I'm looking at you!), but as I've been writing this the office phone has rung once. One email that got sent out today has been received, and the response was both rapid and friendly.

If I accomplished nothing else today, as least I got us listed in the phone book.

Sunday, January 21, 2007

Hello

Hi everyone, I'm Alice (a.k.a. Zach's wife).

I am currently a full-time student at UGA studying in Social Science Education. When I'm not plowing diligently away through some long-winded book on Social Security or policy analysis, I'll be reading whichever free books my husband happens to bring home. The idea behind this is that, after reading the books, I'll put my two cents into a blog on this website for you to enjoy.

Luckily, I'm not being paid for this service, or I'd be fired by now. (Seeing as how I've already read quite a few of these free books, and yeah....still no post from me on here.)

What can I say? Being "Queen Mother of Wordsmiths" takes up a lot of time. Actually, it really doesn't, royalty isn't all it's cracked up to be. Thank God I have school to keep me busy!

So yeah. I'll be popping up here from time to time to update you on my latest literary adventures. Just a fellow reader giving you my opinion. So until then,

You stay classy Decatur.

117...

I just had what I will definitely classify as a weekend. Wow, forgot what that was like. Allow me a moment to bask in the glory as it will likely be the last of its kind for a while.

Ahh...

Never try to convince yourself that the greatest thing about opening your own business is that you will be able to control your schedule. No more bowing to the mercy of an overlord with no compassion for your social life (let's assume for the moment that you have one). Yeah, see, that's all wrong there bub. You are a slave to yourself, now and for all eternity. But, you are less a slave to yourself and the very operation that you are now building than you are to the very people who will keep you afloat.

That's right...those people. The customers. No matter what you do they will be there. Understand now that when you leave the building, you don't flip the sign to "closed". You're always open for business now, and you know what? You want it that way. You never want to shut the lights off, you never want to close down the register. You want to make money with every step you take and the further away you get from your building, the more you want to compensate your absence with cool cash. It isn't greedy. It isn't vain. It's commerce and it's why you left the colony of ants to start your own ant hill. You are now, in some respects, like the celebrities of the world. You are always being watched and you are always available for questions, and your personal life is nothing more now than an offshoot of your professional life. They are entwined. Get used to it.

But where do they come from, these customers?

Well, come on now...where?

I don't have a store yet, so in a traditional sense, I can not possibly have customers, right? Did you know that internet sales (nationally that is, and across all companies) account for more than 8% of all books sales? And from Thanksgiving through New Year's that percentage jumps to nearly 22%? Ah, so mark one: The internet. Did you know that the traditional author event--showing up at a store and sitting at a table and signing books, then leaving--is now officially dead? Authors want to lecture, they want the largest crowd you can offer and they want to be in close proximity to the airport or the hotel at which they will stay. They also like books fairs, festivals, and any large gathering that will guarantee an audience of 50 or more people and help to inflate their well-earned ego's. So, are there any organizations or individuals that are wrangling authors into town and need only a venue or a bookseller to make it go? Does your local library host events? Schools? Corporate headquarters? Press Clubs (larger cities only in all likelihood)? Anyway, you get the point on that one. Authors tour, it's what they do. Since they no longer look for the traditional store setting, then you only lose out by not investigating. Somebody will give you a chance to sell books somewhere. Then you play the contact game and build from there. Don't get me wrong, it's not simple. This is one of the parts of your life you have now given to the business you hope to grow. Again, the sign always reads Open.

Russ hates this term, so I use it any chance I get: B2B. Business to business. What could be better than ordering books for somebody in large quantity, shipping them directly to the customer and receiving a check a month or so later (depending on how their net terms work) for books you never touched? Businesses have training programs, they have sales meetings, they have customers they like to buy books for. Schools are the same. Look into it. It can be a cash cow.

Without getting long winded here, I'm hoping you see that there is a great deal of business to be had if you simply look for it, work for it, and realize that you are trying to get it whether you're in your store or not. I also want you to notice that I have not even mentioned the customers you hope to build for in-store sales. Here's a little secret nobody outside the industry (or to a degree Inside it) will tell you: Relying entirely on in-store sales will give your store a year or two of life if you're so lucky. Running a bookstore is not what it used to be. You have to work outside the box for sales more than you work inside it. This is, quite directly, where you earn your money.

So, that is where I find myself now. I have my certification numbers, I have my accounts and I have to my name a schedule of authors, a host of business clients, and a network of souls willing to help us in any way they may do so. Speaking of which, you may want to look the word "network" up and figure out what it means. Another word of vital importance, quite along the same lines, is "partnership". If you run around destroying relationships then your business will go belly up. There are many examples of this to be sure, but having just emerged from one--working for a boss with no appreciation of such things--I have grown to accept that a business cannot succeed without them.

Go...find people. Let them like you. Like them back. Make friends with them and let them relish the thought of seeing you again. This is business. This is what you do. They are your customers and now that you have found them, you will do anything short of give books away to keep them.

Right?

--zach

Allow me to introduce...myself

It would seem an introduction is in order.

Hi, how's it going, all those other rhetorical questions that, as Bret Easton Ellis once wrote, are like asking questions in a letter-totally useless.

I'm Russ Marshalek, the director of Marketing and Publicity here at Wordsmiths Books, and, as in all good introductions, I guess I should tell you a little about myself (getting to that), what I do (ditto), what I read (ditto again), my favorite color (still ditto), etc.

I've been working new media (and old media) for about as long as I've had coherent thought and reason. I started this path as an editorial intern for several publications you've probably heard of, moved my way up to contributing editor of a music magazine, and have worked in sales, marketing, promotions and publicity and done music journalism and a good deal of freelance writing since even before graduating college. I've also taught remedial K-12 English and Lit for a charter school.

My current job encompasses all visibility, press, marketing and public relations aspects of Wordsmiths Books, from the ground to the top. That press release that launched this blog? That was me.

I love what I do. I love books, I love people (but I love books more), and I love combining the two. I've had the opportunity to do everything from have Amy Sedaris call me "her little elf" to chat with Stephen Merritt of the Magnetic Fields and the Gothic Archies (Lemony Snicket's band) about the proper care and feeding of the Series Of Unfortunate Events complete boxed set. I've learned that famous (and infamous) authors are people, too-just with more money and status than you or I, and with the ability to somehow, magically, only eat brown m&m's.














(A photo of a polaroid of myself with Amy Sedaris, at an event sponsored by The Georgia Center For The Book. Yes, a photo of a polaroid. How very post-modern.)

I'll be posting here with book reviews, to let you know what you should pick up both in terms of what's new and what's old (and to keep you in the know on what you should avoid), exclusive author interviews, news and features on the promotions and events going on with Wordsmiths Books. I'm also in the process of assembling a crack-team of published authors who will be popping in to spice things up with random missives and posts.

So, that's my part in making this whole thing happen. Let me know what you want to see in this blog, and from us as Wordsmiths Books in general. Sign up for our email list, or just drop me a note with what you like, what you don't like-pros, cons, all of it I can take, as long as I've had my morning coffee. All of this is really, really exciting to get to be a part of, and I'd like to hear from each and every one of you. Unless that numbers into the hundreds of thousands, because I'm still having Outlook problems, and that'd be a lot of email to answer.

Saturday, January 20, 2007

118 days and counting

Another day closer. You're excitement gives way to nerves, then to panic. What haven't I done yet? What haven't I done that I'll wish I'd done three days after I open? WHAT IF I NEVER OPEN! Fortunately for me, I have a dog who just stares at me when I ask these questions and I'm forced to agree with his apathy. I'm just being an idiot, right? (Another blank stare, though my hand just got licked. Ah, that's better).

Truly, it never ends. There is fear behind every corner, but the fact is that if you got this far, then the fear is truly irrelevant. You know you're going to get there, that can't be stopped now, you just aren't sure how many pieces you'll be in when you hit the brick wall at the bottom of the hill (the brick wall I call "May 18th"). Still, I remember my job before this, and the one before that, and the countless managers of bookstores who, for one odd reason or another, never actually read a book, and my nerves are pacified. Because I, much like you, am a hopeless book addict and I cannot imagine doing anything else with my life short of writing. Passion is the fly of our window of hope and we can do no more than bang our heads upon it in the prevailing belief that we can, at some point, reach that lovely spectacle we covet so.

But back to the fear. Here's a good one for you: What happens when you start a book provider, on your way to being a full fledged book store and you have not a single account with a book vendor? How do you sell books? Well surely, you say, setting up accounts with vendors has got to be pretty straightforward. After all, they want you to sell their books, right? Yes. Yes they do. They also seem to want you to not declare bankruptcy and leave them high and dry as so many stores have. I believe that would be, um, what was that particular filing again? Chapter 11, if I'm not mistaken? (Is that right Russ? Chapter 11? Yes of course, how silly of me.)

You should come to realize this right now: Going through the process of opening accounts with vendors is THE time at which you will earn your rightful place as owner. It is exhausting, relentless, tiring, maddening, busy busy busy work that only ends when the infernal fax machine beeps happily that it has delivered the seven pages worth of mindless goop you had to fill out in order to flag somebody's attention. Really, it's as if you have to pass some rite of endurance just to be considered worthy. I visualize other owners getting to page four and just breaking down and crying, "It's just not worth it!" and then chucking the whole thing aside. I assume this is how vendors control who their clients will be. Credit history truly has nothing to do with it.

"Wow, this guy actually filled out the whole application!"
"Get out! What do we do?"
"Um, well, I guess we open an account and give him a credit line. I mean, geez, he signed it and everything! He even found the hidden box on page six that informs us he wants us to ship it. What diligence. I think he may have really read through the whole thing!"
"Unbelievable!" (a lasting silence surely follows during which pages are flipped at random) "So, who do we have that does this kind of thing? You know, the whole open accounts thing?"
"No idea."

I'm sure it's something like that. Has to be. About two to three days after the fax announced a job well done, I will get a phone call from a representative of the company who sounds either overly happy or completely baffled. Either way, I know when I hear their voice that they can't possibly get this far in the process that often. It's like learning a new job for both of us.

Ever heard of Dun & Bradstreet? Yeah, me either. Sounds just formal enough that I feel I should have heard of it. Or been prosecuted by it in any regard. This is another one of those places that likes to assign you a number. It's also the first place you should go after you have been numbered by the feds and the state. D&B will (at a wonderfully robust charge) set up a profile of your company and include all accounts that you have opened and detail who you are and what you do and why you're so gosh darn pretty. Vendors will check your D&B ID for a one shot reference check and determine your worth from there. It saves them a lot of work faxing reference checks to the references you listed on the application. D&B will build a number score from 1 to 5 (5 being the Brittany Spears of Credit, 1 being Natalie Portman), which serves vendors checking in on you much in the same way your credit score can affect loans. Currently I'm a 4, which is only a product of having only a handful of accounts that have no payment history. The advantage of a D&B ID is that it speeds up approval of accounts and that it keeps your personal credit history out of the equation (a good idea whether you have good or bad credit). Also they call it the DUNS number. Who doesn't want a DUNS number? Just say it a few times. DUNS number. DUNS number. I have a DUNS number. I'll go so far as to say that is the coolest number you will ever be able claim having.

Have you ever worked a fax machine? Actually, allow me to restate that. Have you ever been worked by a fax machine? Have you ever in your life had to live by whether or not the fax machine likes you? Here's a helpful hint: Spend the money for a good quality fax machine. Don't get cheap or you'll spend more hours jamming paper into and wriggling paper out of that machine than you will at the chair filling out mounds of applications. You will learn words that will make your mother blush. Hearing the sweet sing-song chirp of a fax completed is a breath of fresh air in an otherwise smog-ridden process. Also, it's invaluable to learn which way to face the paper. Stupid though it sounds, incorrectly faced faxes are the leading cause of Account Inactivity Death in America. Don't underestimate it.

Finally, allow me to drop this bombshell on you: The larger the publishing house, the larger the time in which people randomly pass by the fax machine without picking up your application. They don't like voice mail either. It's best to find out who your publisher rep will be (the individual who will call on you to sell you books) and see if you can get them to work it through for you. Small publishers and local publishers are your friends. Love them much, because they love you and will answer the phone in a human voice and actually endeavor to help you, which is just so lovely. You may cry, overwhelmed by joy as you will be, after you hang up so keep tissue nearby when calling on them.

Two names of absolute importance to get you through these arduous times: Ingram Books and Baker & Taylor. They are the wholesalers who have all the books you need to order (Lower discount though) and will service you well until you survive the application process with the larger houses. They also provide invaluable services you can make great use of (Ingram for example also has a periodicals department). Make them your friends early on. You will need the following to do so:
--fed tax id #
--state and use id # (aargh!)
--3 trade references (which is hard to do when you have none...no worries on this if so)
--an idea as to how much you will order over a year so that they can determine a credit level (I shoot for about 10-15% of total inventory at cost)
--patience and working knowledge of the fax machine

Now, you may begin selling books.

Um...yeah, looking for customers, right? How do you have customers when you, as of yet, have no store? Where are they? Stay calm and go read the manual on your new fax machine.

We'll talk about customers tomorrow.

--zach

Friday, January 19, 2007

T-minus 119 and counting...

What does T-minus mean anyway? Anybody know? I'm going to lose sleep over this, I can just tell.

Anyhow...

119 days and counting until we open and I'm like a kid staring up the chimney for Santa Claus. It's an excitement that's just too hard to contain. And why would I want to anyway?

Did you know that you can start your own website just by registering your domain name? Yeah, and then you just stare at a blank page and declare, "Yippee, look at me! I'm somebody!" Like Navin Johnson finding your name in the phone book, you will feel certain that things are going to start happening to you now (The Jerk for those of you who just got lost). Still, that isn't much is it? A blank page or a very convenient "This Website Coming Soon" message. I mean, you aren't a movie and who really cares that you are so technically advanced that you have a heartless, blank page on the web? Twelve-year old kids on Myspace have more of a set up. So, heart in your hand, you endeavor to improve your infantile presence. What now?

Well, you need a tech savvy person. I call mine the Webmaster, cause, I don't know, it makes me think of the Beastmaster and dramatically enhances his image, and in the end just makes me happy. If you happen to be that tech savvy person then you were likely never staring at a blank page and can simply plug your ears and say, "Lalalalala" until I finish. For the rest of you, Webmaster now in tow, your bookstore hanging by the thread of your ability to read, you need the following:

1. You need a company that handles domain hosting and email hosting. MAKE SURE you have email hosting that allows POP3 accounts (peace be with you if you know what that means). Otherwise you have to establish some random email account (oopsmeforgot@______.com, gmail or hotmail or some other) that then forwards to your company email (zach@wordsmithsbooks.com for example). This seems simple and indeed, on the surface it is, but if you value Outlook or are just not a very patient and understanding person, I highly recommend that you find a company that will host you and offer you multiple email addresses that route through the web address. Most of your local phone companies offer this. Also, check with wholesalers like Baker & Taylor, who are beginning to establish these services as well.
2. You need to pair up with a company that will create modules for selling and shopping, pull reviews and book info from reputable book services (Ingram, Amazon, to name just 2) and keep you linked to new releases, bestsellers, award winners and offer multiple options for FTP access, in store inventory displays and newsletter options. That just touches the surface, but is a good start. There is a endless number of potential candidates, but Booksite (http://www.booksite.com/) is very reputable and has great service to boot. It's best regardless to find a company (if you want to excel in internet sales) that will link up with Ingram or Baker & Taylor and utilize their database for available books that are instantly fulfilled and shipped to the customer. You can make lots of money without ever touching a book. You only need to keep the customer up to date with the progress of their sale and take their money.
3. You need patience. Lots and lots of patience. If you can't afford patience, then may I recommend that you invest what you can in coffee and oreos and just hold on tight.
4. You need internet based credit card processing capability. Most banks will link up with Verisign to accommodate this. I bought a wireless cc machine for outside events and am just gritting my teeth processing them manually until I can get Verisign up and running. It works but wireless machines are pricey, so tread carefully.
5. You will need a Tech Dictionary and complete focus when talking to your Webmaster or any tech help associated with the website. Techies aren't what you call sociable people by nature and prefer the love and warmth of a network server over your presence, so bear down and ask any question that sounds as blatantly moronic as possible. Eventually they will catch on and begin using real words.
6. Blog much? You do now.
7. Obsess over the internet, speed of connection, wireless capabilities, or how many people have visited your website? You will now.
8. Do you now or have you ever know somebody who talks endlessly about how late they were up blogging last night and rattles on about their schedule as if flipping through a navigational bar? Yeah, that's you now.
9. Don't dilly dally with Outlook. It's now your best friend. Learn it inside and out. Then go talk to your friends about it and remember how you felt before you opened your store about people who did exactly the same thing.
10. ipage is a godsend (http://www.ipage.ingrambook.com/). I like Baker & Taylor as a wholesaler, but their website is no match for the might and awe-inspiring beauty of Ingram's site. Also, become familiar with websites of other independent bookstores as they will guide you in more ways than you may believe.

I'll go on record to say that building a web presence would be far less difficult to endure if I had had a clue as to what to do. Maybe, if you're on that list of people looking to follow this path, it won't be as difficult. Providing I haven't gone Tron and become part of the computer, I'll be glad to help. Just send me an email (zach@wordsmithsbooks.com) and I'll do everything in my power to make you wish you'd never asked.

Until tomorrow, when we talk more about opening accounts and how your relationship with your fax machine will never be the same.

--zach

Thursday, January 18, 2007

Technical difficulties, please stand by

So, after a plethora (did you say, "plethora"?) of problematic problems being problematically problemy, the problem of the blog is no longer an issue. See, the problem revolved around preferred links to the website and which engine of our choosing we wished to continue with and how each individually unique engine would fare once integrated into the overall web imagery. Got it? Swell, let's move on, because I'm utterly lost.

It will take a number of entries to get you caught up on the madness of the overall process of getting this bookstore open, so I'll avoid detailing them all here and now. I would, however, like to send a great how do you do out to the Georgia Department of Revenue, whose wonderfully adept crew of hardworking souls managed to hold on to my application for sales tax and use for about three weeks before finally succumbing to five faxes, six phones calls and one urgent insistence from a beleaguered owner that they actually take a few moments to process the infernal thing. I was beginning to expect an exchange of dialogue that would go somewhat like this:

"Hi, I've been trying for three weeks to get you guys to process my application and it doesn't seem that you've fully understood what I am asking."

"I am truly sorry sir, but as it is January, we are inundated with alcohol permit renewals and food and beverage renewals. We're a bit behind." (This one I heard each time I called)

"Ri--uh, yeah, right...see I'm not renewing either of those. I need a sales tax and use number so that I can establish vendor accounts and actually order some books."

"I'm truly sorry sir." (I waited for this response but alas...)

"Sure, thanks, but I really need to order books. Can you move this through for me? I mean, the state is rather fond of the whole small business idea, right? You'd think I wouldn't have to wait so long."

"Well, sir, the state may want you to open your store, but we're really not all that interested in whether or not you make any money."

I'd like to say that my imagination ran away with me and left my memory sitting on the corner crying, but not so far from reality there. I did, finally, find the one state worker who felt for my plight and bless her, she processed it there that day and got me the certificate in a bit more than a week.

In the time--a touch more than a month now--since I embarked on this endeavor, I have learned that you are in no shape or form a business until every organization in America has identified you by some form of number. Federal tax ID (Employee Identification Number), state sales and use, Dun and Bradstreet ID (So that all your happy little vendors can quickly check your company's credit history), business occupation (both county and city), not to mention the myriad of account numbers you accumulate through vendors of varying degree. I'm sure I've only tipped the iceberg here. Come to think of it, I fully expect that the iceberg will melt by way of Entrepreneurial Warming and deluge me with its cold flooding blast of suffocation. Pretty sure, anyway.

On a lighter note, I am officially placing a target date on the opening: May 18th. That at least gives me a point to move toward and a brick wall with which I may crash into if anything slows down. If all goes better than planned, it could be earlier. For now though, the countdown begins at 120 days, just four months away. Which, from a logistical standpoint, is what every small business owner should shoot for. 120 at best (with financing makes life so much easier) or the 90 that I have planned out from the acquisition of financing forward--Just in case you were noodling your fingers to see where you were at in your plan.

So, going forward I will simply tag the subject lines of these blogs in countdown mode, which I think will be an easier way to flip through them and see, in order, what is involved in the process. For now though, I'll make a quiet exit and leave the madness that is setting up a website for tomorrow. Until then...

--zach

Tuesday, January 9, 2007

So you want to open a bookstore...

So, you want open a bookstore, eh?

Hmm...well, let's talk then shall we? You see, despite what you may think, or what your wonderfully imaginative brain may dream, opening up a bookstore isn't just a flick of the wand away. It isn't as simple as walking into a bank with a chirpy tie, plastered grin, and a cradle full of your toddler-like dreams of selling yourself into literary greatness. You have to (gasp!) formulate a business plan, delve into demographics (no!), create your brand (whaa...what?), and endure the neverending inefficiency and lagging apathy of the many branches of government to which you will spend countless hours of utter exhaustion trying to contact (this is as good a fainting point as any).

Still interested? Excellent, let's move forward then.

Do you have a logo? Are your trademarked? Any thoughts as to who your target customer will be? Have you thought about a website? Are you going to be a sole-proprietorship, a C-corp, an S-corp, or an LLC? Do you have an accountant and a lawyer? Where's the coffee? (no, really, where is it?) What is your anticipated initial order and how much start up capital do you require? Are you planning on hosting author events? And if so, do you want to include the local authors and their vast plethora of self-published works? Are you incorporating a plan of diversity in your staff and inventory? Will there be chairs and if so how often will you clean them? Wi-Fi anybody? Does the city back your decision to open your store, and if so, what committee(s) are you now a part of? Do you know that book with the pink cover and the little fairies and the kind of, you know, big like print underneath the sprinkle of dust that was on that television program last night about literary deficiency in today's youth? You better.

So, how's the checklist? Mine's a wreck. Seriously, you have no idea. I have a dry erase board, two calendars, a business card folder, post-it notes all over the desk and a clutter of paperwork from stuff I've already had to buy. I don't even have a storefront yet. Good Lord, what-have-I-done?

Cheeky humor aside, it is a daunting task, as is opening a business of any kind. But it occurred to me (o.k, it occurred to my marketing director first, but I'm the owner and usurp all GREAT ideas as mine own) that detailing the process in our blog would be a tremendous way to educate the masses as to how involved and trying a process it is. Had I read of what lay ahead in a book, or blog, or column of any sort, I might very well have been better prepared and perhaps...just perhaps, more organized. But hey, why waste time dawdling huh? Gung Ho! Blanchard would be proud. So now, I grant you the opportunity to watch and learn from all the horrifying mistakes I will make. I suspect that somewhere along the way, your grand ideas of opening your own bookstore will melt away and coalesce elsewhere in a more recognizable form you may actually be able to use. Then you might want to read these blogs again. Just a thought. Right?

For those of you in the Decatur/Atlanta area, I hope that you will find these blogs entertaining and informative and perhaps just a touch insightful. We wish to instill in you the same excitement and fervor for books--and for what we will represent on your behalf--that we cart around like a treasured heriloom, or even just a half-eaten box of chocolates.

For those of you just in the mood for a bit of fun and inspired humor, sit tight, tuck yourself in and grab the nearest fluffy thing that won't squeak everytime you touch it, and enjoy yourself. I may strap Wordsmiths into the baby harness and cart it around into its adulthood, but I don't take myself seriously and am utterly convinced that had I, at any point in my youth, taken an IQ test, that I would have found myself--and might still--in a wonderfully colorful room with lots of big pictures and blunt crayons. Ah, the waxy Crayola we cleave is but a tendril of self, mortified and endowed with a fear unlike any we have known. Something like that anyway.

So, with this blog, I thee wed. It should, on its better days--those I am likely not blogging on--serve to let you into the minds of the staff at Wordsmiths Books and leave you with an idea as to what we are reading, what we are thinking, and why we refuse to read Thomas Harris and his latest episode of Hannibal. We'll have book reviews, author interviews, and the occasional A-list author popping in to write a little something from their vastly creative minds. All of this, easily accessible from our website, for you to peruse, for you to enjoy and for you to find the inspiration to buy one more book. Just that one...just between you and me.

For now, though I will chronicle where we are at in the process very soon, I will say only this: Opening a bookstore is arduous, stressful, mind-boggling and a constant barrage of unforseen problems and difficulties. Yet it is the realization of a dream and a blissful pain through and through. Oh, and remember...the most essential truth to opening a bookstore and ensuring that your endurance is maxed and reinforced is the quintessential essence of LOTS and LOTS of coffee.

--zach

Friday, January 5, 2007

We're proud to announce that Decatur has a new independent bookstore









FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE

Media Contact:Russ Marshalek
Wordsmiths Books
404.378.7166
www.wordsmithsbooks.com


A long-time dream come to fruition, Wordsmiths Books is pleased to
announce their official launch

Owner/operator Zachary Steele, having spent 8 years in the book
industry, envisions Wordsmiths Books as bringing the independent
bookstore feel to the supportive, vibrant, creative city of Decatur,
GA. Focusing on all but childrens books, which can be found to a
phenomenal capacity at the fantastic Little Shop Of Stories on the
Decatur Square, Wordsmiths Books is currently set to provide "books
and more" for outside events, author signings and business-to-business
sales, and is moving towards opening a store-front in Decatur in 2007.
Wordsmiths Books is excited to join the Decatur-area community of
residences and small businesses, and sets their goal at being the
premier independent book provider through a combination of
unparalleled customer service and experienced, knowledgeable sales
staff.


For more information on Wordsmiths Books, please contact Wordsmiths
Books' Director of Marketing and Public Relations, Russ Marshalek, at
russ@wordsmithsbooks.com, or via phone at 404.378.7166