If you haven't read my earlier post this morning . . . .
So. I wrapped myself in determination and set out to run my errands. First stop was the library to pick up the book I had ordered. Before I stepped out of the car, I swore again not to be tempted by the sale room.
I was even prepared to kind of, you know, close my eyes as I walked through and pretend those shelves of $1.25 books -- and 25-cent paperbacks -- weren't there.
You'd have thought they planned it, as though they knew as soon as that book came in for "Linda Hilton" that it was time to pull some merciless trick on me.
The sign was waiting just inside the door, mounted on the first table of used books.
END OF SUMMER SALE
ALL GREEN STICKER BOOKS
10 cents EACH / 12 for $1.00
If I had had the Kindle with me -- I had left it in the car -- I would have chosen more wisely, but the duplicate paperback was only ten cents, so I'll re-donate it on Thursday when I go back.
Oh, yes, I will go back. I am a glutton.
EDITED TO ADD photos, of the morning's haul and my fortune cookie fortune from this past Sunday. Yeah. They're evil.
Prompted by Kaethe's post:
I am a book glutton.
There are well over 5,000 books on my Kindle. Before Kindle, there was Project Gutenberg, and I have another 1,000 or so of those; I've never actually counted. I suspect a lot of those titles are now available in Kindle format and could be transferred/reloaded, but, well, it takes time.
My physical library contains another 4,000 volumes, more or less. Most are listed on my simple spreadsheet inventory, but many are not. Those paperbacks in boxes in the workshop, for instance. I have no idea what's in them, only that there are three stacks of boxes and each box holds 50, 60, maybe 70 books. Or more.
When I went back to college in 1998, I got into the honors program, which afforded free photocopying services. I abused it, and made copies for personal use of another 100 or so long-out-of-print books. That's how I acquired my copy of the full, three-volume original version of Briffault's The Mothers.
While in graduate school, I had a part-time job with a small property management firm. There were only two of us in the office regularly, and on the two or three days a week that I worked, my boss often disappeared for hours at a time. The photocopier was on a lease contract, the minimum allowed, which included toner and up to 1500 copies per month. I was in charge of reporting the number of copies to the copier leasing company, and we only made about 100 copies a month for the office use. I provided my own paper and used the rest of the allotment to copy more of those out of print academic tomes.
My personal collection is therefore somewhere in the neighborhood of 12,000 to 15,000 titles. Maybe more.
I ordered a book from the county library system (for Halloween Bingo!) and received the email this morning that it has arrived at the local branch. Yes, the local branch that has the entrance from the parking lot go right through the used book sale room. Every single time I SWEAR I will not buy any books, but so far I've only succeeded in avoiding the temptation once. Every other time, I drop a few bucks in the Friends of the Library coffers and bring home . . . more books.
Sadly, I don't make, take, or have the time for reading that I used to. Last year's Halloween Bingo provided terrific incentive, and I started to get back into a routine. Life disrupted that. Then came BookLikes-Opoly, and I regained some momentum, until other obligations intervened. Now it's Halloween Bingo time again, and I am more determined than ever to right my listing ship and steer her back on course.
Ahead Full Sail!
Review originally featured at Angel's Guilty Pleasures
Five brave military heroes have survived the hell of a Taliban prison to return home—and take on civilian missions no one else can. They’re the men of ARES Security. Highly skilled, intimidating, invincible, and one by one, tested again and again…
Lucas St. Clair’s prestigious family had a political future neatly planned out for him—one that didn’t include his high school sweetheart, Mia Ramon. Under their pressure, Lucas gave her up. But since surviving captivity, he’s a changed man—and a crucial member of ARES Security. When he discovers a dead man clutching a picture of Mia that bears a threatening message, his fiercest protective instincts kick in, and he knows he must go to her.
Mia has never forgiven Lucas for breaking her heart, and she’s convinced her feelings for him are in the past. But it’s soon clear that isn’t true for either of them. Now, determined to solve the crime and keep Mia safe, with his ARES buddies backing him up, Lucas will have to reconstruct the murder victim’s last days—and follow a lethal trail that leads right back to the fate of the woman he still loves…
The ARES men are back.
I’m finding that I enjoying the ex-military heroes who band together, like brothers, to form their own business. It is such a fantastic and enjoyable concept to read.
Kill Without Shame is full of mystery, suspense, a second chance romance, and so much more. It was a non-stop page turner, entertaining, and satisfying. I enjoyed the mystery surrounding the murder and Mia. All the characters where easy to like. The second chance love story was captivating and adorable. Lucas and Mia worked together and made a great couple. And, last it was nice to see more of the other guys Lucas works with. They each have their own unique abilities and backgrounds and to see how they stand up for one of their own, it’s touching.
I had a delightful time read Kill Without Shame. I LOVE the men of ARES Security and can’t wait for the next installment.
Rated: 4 Stars
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For Lorelei Warner, being perfect isn’t everything it’s cracked up to be. She did what her straitlaced parents wanted: became a lawyer, married her college boyfriend. But since her husband ran off with another man and her career became a nonstop bore-fest, Lorelei has turned to her best friends and Fool Me Once Investigations to find fulfillment and adventure.
When a routine subpoena-delivery turns up a dead body, Lorelei knows that solving the murder is exactly what she needs to boost her confidence…until private investigator Dallas Osborne walks in and takes over the case. Dallas has always rubbed Lorelei the wrong way. It’s aggravating enough that he’s a pompous ass, but he’s also entirely too good-looking.
If she wants to catch the killer, Lorelei will need to loosen up and defy her parents—not to mention the law. And she’ll need to partner with Dallas, working closer (much closer) to the sexy investigator than she ever expected.