Hear Jim’s Red Clay Diary podcast here: https://youtu.be/dLYOvhTD74A
or read his entry below…
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Life, actually…
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SOUNDS OF SILENCE IN A NERVOUS TIC WORLD
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Within this bookshop lurk those elusive moments of quiet you sometimes long for in a noisy, creaky and hustling world.
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This simple fact can heal or disturb, depending on what you seek on your journey toward bliss.
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If you need to duck into our entrance to escape the madding loud, we are here to welcome you. Should nurture be sought you can trawl the bound pages of books ancient and new, sometimes finding gems of wisdom or laughter in the most unlikely volumes.
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We are here, awaiting your presence. We are always here when you need us.
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No kidding, this bookstore and all the other wise and loyal bookstores in the firmament are placid, patient, filled to the brim with the excitement and energy needed for your next “Aha!” epiphany.
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We cannot tell you exactly what you will experience within these time travel walls. That’s because whatever you experience here will be processed and tailored by your mind, your gut, your timespan, your fears, your hopes.
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By the time this newfound wisdom reveals itself to you, it will exist in your own image.
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We won’t tell you what to experience.
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But we will avidly pay attention to you as your let us know details of your adventures, as you reveal to us what has been discovered.
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We keep the sanctuary doors open. You continue your quest for revelation and wonder.
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Together we will prove to this nervous tic world that there exist things like bookshops, where mirrors called books will help you discover and embrace the timid joys that always wait deep down inside, always prepared to hop skip and jump their hopscotch playfulness into the cobwebbed corners of you, the only you that you will ever be.
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If all this sounds whimsical or silly or effete, or even scary, we guarantee you that you are safe here within these shelved walls. You can have your own internal enlightenments and wonders with no fear of reprisal or disapproval.
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Inside your head, within the bookstore, all that ever was, is or could be, is here for your discovery, for your reinvention
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© 2026 A.D. by Jim Reed