Every year seems to get shorter and shorter. Feels like just yesterday the temperatures were in the 80s, actually, they were just a few weeks ago, and now I’m dragging out Christmas boxes.
There’s no slow build-up to the holidays when you’re in retail. One day you’re dusting off pumpkins, and the next, it’s full-blown Christmas whether you’re ready or not. Boxes everywhere, garland tangled, and lights that worked perfectly last year now refusing to turn on.
Justin rolls his eyes when he sees the first red ribbon come out, but he knows it’s coming whether he likes it or not. For retailers, Christmas isn’t the cozy, cocoa-sipping season everyone else gets. It’s long days, sore feet, and endless “where did we put that display” moments. We love the spirit of it — we really do — but we also feel the weight of it. The exhaustion, the pressure, the late nights. Christmas, for us, isn’t rest. It’s survival mode… with twinkle lights.
Still, every year, once I plug in that first working strand of lights, something inside me softens. Maybe it’s habit, or maybe it’s that deep-down reminder of why I started all this in the first place. When the store glows just right and the first Christmas customer walks through the door smiling, I remember, it’s worth it.
There’s a quiet kind of beauty in those early mornings before the doors open and the chaos starts again. The smell of cinnamon candles, the coffee brewing, and the shelves lined with books that’ll end up under someone’s tree. That part still feels good. That part still feels like Christmas.
So yeah, I’m tired already, and it’s barely November. My hands are sticky from tape, my back’s sore, and there’s glitter on the floor. But the store looks beautiful tonight, and I know what’s coming, the busy days, the laughter, the familiar faces I’ve come to count on.
And that’s what keeps me going. Not the songs, not the sales, just the people.
– Gail





When most folks are winding down for the night in Lawrenceburg, Jeff is usually just getting started. He’s a historian, author, and paranormal investigator, a man who’s spent years chasing Kentucky’s haunted past, one story at a time.
Over the years, Jeff has become one of the most respected paranormal storytellers in the Bluegrass. Through his book, The Haunting of a Bourbon Town, he’s documented ghostly encounters, local legends, and bourbon-soaked mysteries that give our region its unique character.
Here at The Kentucky Bookstore, inside Tastefully Delicious in Downtown Lawrenceburg, we’re proud to carry Jeff’s book and share his stories with readers who want to explore the haunted side of the Bluegrass. Whether you’ve been on one of his ghost walks or are just discovering his work for the first time, Jeff’s passion for Kentucky storytelling is something worth celebrating all year long.
At the time, I didn’t know that carrying Ann’s books would lead to such a special friendship — or that her stories would become such a big part of our journey. Ann’s novels capture Kentucky better than anyone I know. Her Heart of Hollyhill series feels like sitting on a front porch with your neighbors, listening to stories that could have happened right down the road.
