Big Ol Summer Sale
Hi there,
It’s summer and we’re having a summer sale. Type in BEACHREADS at malarkeybooks.com and whatever you’re ordering will be 25% off. If you forget the S and type in BEACHREAD you’ll also get 25% off because we realized probably some people will go to type in BEACHREADS and forget to add the S. Or sometimes when you go to copy-paste you leave off a letter when you’re highlighting text. This way you’re safe either way.
The discount is good for anything we sell directly through our website, including annual book club subscriptions, preorders (we’ve got titles up for sale from Spencer Fleury, Sean Ennis, Matthew Zanoni Müller, John Chrostek, and Adrian Sobol), and whatever books we currently have in stock, which includes books by Leigh Chadwick, Itoro Bassey, Joey Hedger, Roger Vaillancourt, Ben Arzate, and Benjamin Warner. We also bought a new printer, so all issues of King Ludd’s Rag are once again for sale.
People say radio is dead, but I listen to a lot of it. My car has a CD player, and if I don’t feel like listening to Bob Marley or Tony! Toni! Toné! I’ll put on the radio, usually a station out of Pittsburg, KS, that plays stuff from the 80s, 90s, and early 2000s. When we first moved back this station only played 90s alternative, which was awesome. In fact I was driving in my truck one time from Oklahoma, where we were staying for a while, up to our house site, and when I lost the Oklahoma station I started scanning and I hit on this station that was playing a song by The Urge and I was like hell yeah! About a year ago they changed formats, which pissed me off, but not enough to change stations because the one good thing about this station is they don’t have a morning show. We would also have the radio on (to that station’s sister station that plays a lot of 80s pop) while we were working: laying pipe, leveling the septic tank, building a garage, building a house. Now that the house is “done” (lol, it’s never done) our most recent big project was to build a covered porch over our deck, which take my advice, if you ever build a house don’t be a dumbass like me; build your porch as you’re constructing the house, not later where you have to go in and cut out some of the siding that you nearly killed yourself in the heat, on a ladder, installing originally. In a couple weeks, after we buy some more lumber, we’re going to do the same thing on the back side of the house, and we’ll be listening to the radio. There’s a guy who does these super corny ads for the local KIA place. He goes by the name Jack Frost, and his sign-off is always “Keep it Frosty.” He airs new ads each month, with a new corny gimmick for each month. In March it will be March Madness, with the madness being he has too much inventory and needs to cut deals to move cars, but of course only if you’re one of the first thousand customers. I’m racking my brain trying to think of other examples, but I hate them and I guess I’ve done a good job deleting them from my memory. My kids think they’re hilarious. Well, I say he has a new gimmick every month, but what he has that’s new is ad copy, the gimmick is always the same: he’s got too many cars and he needs to sell X number by the end of the month to meet his goal, which means big savings for you. Okay. I’m Jack Frost. I’ve got too many books sitting in my house and I need to sell them, which means big savings for you. The books are all snug safely inside a tower of Home Depot bins but they’re taking up space in my living room, space that my wonderful wife would rather be occupied by pretty much anything besides unsold Malarkey inventory. I don’t need these books. We don’t have any in-person events lined up, and now that we’re working with Asterism on distribution we have to keep books in stock in their warehouse, which means more money spent on inventory, and less of a need to keep titles on hand at home. So all these books in boxes represent money Malarkey doesn’t have to spend on book covers and author payouts. And these books belong on a shelf, your shelf, not inside a bin in my living room. We need those bins for our extra blankets and shit. I’m Jack Frost for Malarkey for the People and remember, Keep it Malarkey.
