New Old books and Memories

I am way too addicted to books. Even books I realistically won't read cause me pain to part with. I try to purge the shelves every once in awhile, but even when I do I just re-fill it again. Here is what is causing me stress about books today......while at Sam's Club I nabbed a copy of "People of the Book" by Geraldine Brooks- a book club read later this year and on my wish list since the month it was released. I actually ripped out a review from the newspaper while on vacation over a year ago and hung on to it in hopes of getting it someday.


SO yea, I got it, but now today I can't find it. What is up with that? Where is the one book you are looking for when you have hundreds of books stacked around you? I am sure I 'just set it' somewhere while unpacking my van, but where that place is I have no idea. (Note to self: do not unload the car and talk on the phone at the same time. I always lose things this way)



While letting of go of some old books today at the paperback trade store I came home with 4 new (but old) ones. ( The 6th Lamentation, Getting to Yes, The Widow of the South, The Dive form Clausen's Pier). Aside from the first book listed, all of these have graced my wish list for some time now. That is why I love used book stores. That little swap cost me $2.78.


While there I saw this and was instantly filled with a rush of memories.

Oh, how these teen romance novels spiced up my dreary life so many years ago! I would save my babysitting money and rush to the mall to snatch up a few of these little books. On a lucky day I could find one at the Bookmobile to check out and relish for a month, and save my money for Sweet Valley High instead. I remember this exact book , though, and seeing it today made my heart skip a beat. (No, I didn't buy it. I learned my lesson with buying a slew of Paul Zindel books that have gone sadly untouched)

Either way you slice it, I have pretty much always been a bibliophile. Just last night I had to force my self to shut the creepy cover of "A Good and Happy Child" by Justin Evans. You kind of have to do that when you start seeing faces in the window, and I really needed sleep. But it is sitting right here and very eerily calling my name.....

I can blog later