Monday, December 06, 2010
The Day Walmart Came to Town
My bookstore consisted of three rooms. The front room, a book room and a childrens/ music room. The store was located right in the center of town next to a bakery that sold twenty-five cent doughnuts.
Life was good.
Then we heard the news. Walmart was building across the bridge.
Oh, the shop owners tried hard to convince the local board to deny the superstore from invading our small town. How would we compete with their prices? How would many of us survive? They were too big and we were so small.
It’s been more than fifteen years now since that happened. The bookstore I used to own is still there, churning out great gifts for the holidays, offering great customer service. The bakery closed and a few other shops went under but most everyone is still there serving the public like they always have even Wal-mart’s plans now to build an even bigger store across the bridge.
I share this story as a reminder to myself and other writers. There will always be bigger and better writers who come along—those who get great book deals or agents on their first try—those who make us feel weak in the knees that we’ll never be able to compete.
What does this mean for the writer? It isn’t about competition. Just like there was room for Walmart in my small town, there will always be room for someone who works hard at their craft.
Have you ever worried that your work won’t ever stand up to the competition? What are you doing to make sure it does?