Clara McBride

Santorini. Atlantis Books. Bergman's bittersweet soundtrack playing over and over, a rustic flûte calming as I watch the sun set. It really is as I imagined. It will be hard to leave. The white…

Haiku

Beneath the moonlight The cliffs are fingers of a Great hand that shakes me I’ve got less than a month left here. I’m not sure when I’ll be back and at the same time that this lack of knowledge worries me I am assured by my memories of…

Chrichton

the ferry we came in on sounded like a dieing sea monster, that doesn't sound good does itwill commented. no it doesn't. i coud see tim standing on the edge of water in his long tattery coat. 'that will be one of them' i thought to myself. when…

Still I am obsessed with things.

Up before the others today I woke in the front room with the remains of last night's dinner on the huge folding wooden table beside me. Candles clean plates, some leftovers of Maria's lentils and Oliver's potatoes in the big pots, the stunningly…

Notes from a small island

The others have been urging me to write a journal entry for the past several weeks and honestly, I don't think I have been ready to write anything down until now. Since I arrived here on February 20, I have been bombarded with stimulation and…

Ursala's 2 cents

I left Santorini, Greece about a week ago, and already my adventures seem like a dream. The images that will always be clear are the sunsets from the deck of the soon to be bookshop of my dear new friends Tim, Chris, Craig, and Maria. Those…

Today was spent building shelves.

Today was spent building shelves. I woke up in the big downstairs cave room with the patchy orange walls, the window to the sea and the strange nook behind a small red door. I sleep well there on my big old wooden sofa bed with Craig on his,…

I am the Greek contingent in a team of foreigners

The boys have made their sandwiches and gone to work some blister inducing toils on our beloved shop. I, it seems, am bunged up and worn out. Perhaps I am taking advantage of the 'mere weak girl who can't take the physicality of it all' role,…

We got THE place

We got THE place. The one below the castle, above the sea. Maria had dreamed about it the first night, the only place she dreamed about. And it was trooo. Last night we wandered over to toast the deal with an eight euro bottle of champagne.…

A Most Spectacular Sunrise

After a brief stint in London, I arrived in the wee hours of the morning to the tired but smiling faces of the team. Craig, Will, Tim, and I had a stop on the side of the road to climb a small mountain for a most spectacular sunrise. I was shown…