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| "Pacific Voices Talk Story will be an explosion!" |
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| - George Kahumoku, Jr. of A HAWAIIAN LIFE |
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| "Congratulations on a great job. Very interesting interviews even though I have never been further in the Pacific than Ocean Beach in San Francisco." |
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| - Prof. Mark Riley, Languages, CSUS |
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| "It's wonderful work you are doing . . ." |
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| - Ryan Yip, Filmmaker |
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Vintage collectibles, ephemera, arts 'n crafts, old & new books with a focus on the myth (Children of Paradise) & reality (Invisible Minority) of Islanders transplanted in the mainland USA. With you in mind, welcome to unique online shopping that takes you back & welcomes you "home on the range" or wherever you are!
Don't forget: Your purchase (or see CONTRIBUTION category) supports Pacific Voices Talk Story: Conversations of American Experience, a book series of oral histories by Islanders living the American Dream (or not).
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WHY DRIVE? SAVE ON GAS!! SHOP 2,000 ITEMS RIGHT HERE ~ ALWAYS FREE SHIPPING!
Aren't gas prices GASSY?! Travel the Pacific right here at Tui Communications. You'll find a trove of books & collectibles to transport you WEST of California, EAST of Samuel Johnson, floating on oceanic musings. Oh, I know you're floating, drifting further and further away from the shores of global de-volution. (Thomas Pynchon got it right in "Entropy.") Hey, grab a beach right here, on the Island of Tuicom. Stay awhile. It's FOR YOU, deep in thought & contradiction, that I search over the rainbow for fun, funky Pacific items and non-Eurocentric books. (Check out what I'm auctioning on eBay for those interests.)
So come on in. Shop & enjoy Excellent Personal Service, Secure Payment-processing, and always FREE Shipping.
Detailed write-ups accompany each item. And listings of ISLANDS & SUBJECT AREAS are improved & better than ever! You'll easily spot what you want, what you need.
Pls e-mail margo@tuicom.com with any Qs. I'm here 24/7, most of the time. Or call 707.451.8788 at a decent hour PST. Want GIFT CERTIFICATES? No problem, call 707.451.8788 & talk to me.
I'm blank about who first warned me, "Islanders no read!" but I DO remember saying, Not true! I'm an Islander, I READ!! Right, born & raised in Hawai'i, I have Pacific DNA (& hair), but I'm the rara avis reading-kind Islander & btw, there's nothing "laid-back" about ME!
Strange truth is I prefer to read more than anything in the world, especially if I can do something else simultaneously, like eat, make love, drive, dance. Ah, those were the daze!
Lemme tell you what books I'm kissing in bed at night (after decades of marriage, kissing Malcolm means he's already asleep) ... here's my little stack: Ludlum's The Bourne Ultimatum , Miller's Prisoners of Childhood , Handlin's (ed.) Children of the Uprooted , Jones' (ed.) A Book of Days for the Literary Year, and my Bible, Chopra's The Book of Secrets. I fall asleep after having hit at least three of this selection, plus having written in my journal. Must be my reader's nature to always be writing as well. Joan Didion said, "I don't know what I think until I write it down." I've read everything by her; she reads constantly.
My bedside stack is changing. The other day at Goodwill, I found a new/old Cynthia Ozick work of essays, Art & Ardor. Once inside Ozick's literary labyrinth, I'll find my way out w/ a distilling novelist like Kate Atkinson whose Scenes Behind the Museum resonated with my own mother's meanness, a generational thing which stopped with me.
After Atkinson's book, I disliked the whole idea of motherhood even MORE. Ahhh, the admission felt so true. Who I am. A Childless Reader/Writer. Oh, happily married, yes.
When I awake, Malcolm's gone to earn the mortgage & coffee's already made. If I don't have 50 pushups to do, I sit at our garden table in our sunny kitchen of real-maple floors, coffee-up & read. Here's what's on the glass top: Masters' The Mushroom Years, Bakhtin's The Dialogic Imagination, Indiana's Three Month Fever: The Andrew Cunanan Story, and my kitchen-table Bible, Makaryk's (ed.) Encyclopedia of Contemporary Literary Theory. Just the right mix of lessons to start the day.
I'm reading Masters to figure out how to turn a spoken narrative into one written. Considering the project I'm being paid to convert as such, depression is setting in. An autobiography like Masters' starts out on-the-page by a writerly creator, very unlike the transcription I'm working with. St. Jude's gonna hear about this.
Then, from this table-stack of theory & concept, I descend upon my library where shelves of Pacific books need to be catalogued & put up for sale at tuicom.com. Of course, I have to read through them and make descriptive notes that will capture your interest. There's not just books to read & catalogue, either, but ephemera. Reading a variety of stuff keeps being in the library all day interesting. Then, suddenly, it's time to feed the cats & make dinner.
Maybe next journal, I'll tell ya about what's to read in the bathroom. Just recently in there, I finished George Carlin's Brain Droppings. Two days later, he died. Man, I was sad. He was a linguistic genius; my favorite misanthrope next to Florence King (no relation, but should be!). RIP, Mr. Carlin.
The day awaits. More coffee, then this Islander's off to read ... it's what I do. See ya, margo |
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