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Saving Money on Books


If it’s books, it’s not hoarding, right?

I have always had a love of books. My mother taught me to read long before I started school. I developed a love of reading that has never diminished.

I also have a love of books. I love seeing their spines all in a row; different colors; different titles to entice one. I also love the feel and scent of a book. I love holding them in my hands and that thrill when you crack open the cover page for the first time!

I have books that I have packed and unpacked for decades; carrying them with me as I moved from place to place. Beloved books that I just cannot part with. These very special books have different reasons for staying with me all these years. Some because of the contents of the book, the story, etc. But others, I keep just because they evoke a memory; something special or someone special in my life.

I do listen to audio books frequently these days.  They just fit into my schedule better.  I have not gotten into e-books. I have had e-readers, but I don’t use them. It is just not the same for me.

I LOVE the library! I spent many hours in the library growing up. I still love to browse the isles, looking at the colorful spines and searching for some hidden gem just waiting for me to discover it!  But I do not visit the library unless it’s virtually to download an audio book.

So with this immense love of books, how do I get my fix for books if I must own a physical copy of one? What if that book is out of print? What to do?  Used books!  You can save yourself a fortune by purchasing used rather than new.

There are SO many wonderful places online to purchase used books now!  These are some sites that I have used to purchase books:

Thrift Books.  https://www.thriftbooks.com/  If you purchase $10.00 or more, your shipping is free! I find it pretty darned easy to spend more than $10.00 on books!  Their books start at just $3.99!

An example:  A friend recommended a book on Amazon new, which was $16.00, I found it on Thrift Books for $3.99!!

Better World Bookshttps://www.betterworldbooks.com/  For every purchase made, a book is donated to someone in need!  They also give you a great deal on your first purchase!

Abe Books. https://www.abebooks.com/  Abe Book’s selection is enormous!

Powell’s Books.   https://www.powells.com/  They have a lovely website.

These are the ones I usually use.  My first go-to is usually Thrift Books because of the free shipping with a $10.00 purchase.  Most of these sites will also give you the option of selecting the “condition” of the book you are purchasing.  These range from “like new”, to “acceptable”.  The price will vary as well, depending on the condition of the book.

If you simply Google “buy used books online”, you will come up with a list longer than what I have shared with you here.

So the next time you simple must ‘own’ a particular book, look online before you spend full retail for a new book!

Copyright (C) 2021 Penny Wilson

Posted in Poetry, Prose, Stories, Writing

Friday Favorites-The Stories In Between


Welcome to another Friday Favorite!  Each week I will bring to you information about a favorite blog/blogger that is a favorite of mine.  Please be sure to take a minute to explore their blog and they might just become a favorite of yours too!

This week, I’d like to introduce you to The Stories In BetweenRiver Dixon’s imaginative way of expression is thought provoking, stunning and always a surprise.  Some of his pieces are dark & brooding, but their brilliance is clear.  THIS is a piece I found quite sad and sweet.  River’s poetry will sometimes leave the interpretation up to the reader.  But everything makes you ponder…  Like THIS POEM.

The Stories In Between will take you on an emotional roller coaster.  River writes of love, hate, life, death, darkness and light.  Through this journey, you may just find yourself breathless. For you never know for sure which way the coaster will go.  THIS piece is touching and sad, but eloquently penned.

River Dixon is an accomplish author, having published several books that are collections of his poetry and short stories. HERE is where you can find information about his books.  I’ve purchased 2 of his books, The Stories In Between, which is short stories and Left Waiting, a poetry collection.  Both, amazing works.  THIS is his Amazon Author page.

So head over to The Stories In Between today.  Explore the depth of talent you will find there.  I’m going to bet that River’s blog will become a favorite of yours too!

Copyright (C) 2020 Penny Wilson

Posted in Stories, Writing

Fume-#writephoto Dragons Do Breath Fire


Peering out from behind the boulder, I could see the plume of it’s breath. The fume, a cloud; glowing.  It mixed with the mist off the lake until the entire night air was lit.  Soon they’d see.  Maybe throwing rocks to wake him wasn’t a good idea.  But now, now they would believe me.  Dragons do breath fire.

Copyright (C) 2019 Penny Wilson

*This is in response to Sue’s Thursday #writephoto prompt.  If you would like to join in on the fun, you can find out more about it HERE. 

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The Threshold


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I saw it just on the other side of the meadow.

There has been a time when The Threshold was within me, barely restrained, bursting at the seams to get out and into the light of day.

Was this it?  It had been so long since I’d seen it, I wasn’t sure.  Sometimes it would appear just on the edge of my peripheral vision, vanishing when I looked directly at it.  Other times it was like a warm hug, enveloping my entire being.

Carefully, I made my way across the dew laden grass.  I didn’t dare blink, lest it disappear.  Ignoring the chill of my bare feet, I approached as quietly as I could.

Standing before it, I reached out a tentative, trembling hand.  What would it hold this time?  What magic lay on the other side?

I took a deep breath and stepped across The Threshold.

(C) 2019 Penny Wilson

*The original version of this was written in 2016.  I liked it quite a lot back then but have reworked it a little.  I hope you enjoyed.  

 

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My Muse. Who Is She?


What does my muse look like?  A lot like me, but much younger; late twenties, perhaps early thirties.  She’s tall and lean with long flowing dark hair that is crazy-wild.  Her eyes are full of fire and attitude.  You wouldn’t mess with this girl.  But who IS she exactly?  

Sometimes, she’s right there on my shoulder, whispering delightfully witty prose into my ear.  Other times, she’s stomping around the room, steam coming from her ears as she rants and raves about the injustices in her life.  She can weep like a little girl with her first crush or spew sensual lines of love.

My muse also has an “I don’t give a sh*t” attitude sometimes.  At these times, what ends up on the screen is not worth the effort it took to type it.

There are times when my muse is exhausting.  Tap, tap, tapping at the keys, furiously trying to record the thoughts in her (my) head.  I can barely keep up with the flow of her need to express herself.

Sometimes my muse disappears.  She gives me no notice, doesn’t leave a note letting me know when or if she’ll be back.  She’s terribly selfish at times like this.

But eventually, she comes back, perky and smiling, ready to provide me with more inspiration, ideas and the gift of expressing my inner thoughts.

I know my muse better than anyone else.  Ever.  But there are times when she surprises me.  She can be very dark, ugly even.  The things that she’s forced me to write make me shudder and shake my head with revulsion.  I’m shocked at the brutality that comes forth. We somehow manage to reconcile and join forces again.

My muse is a shape-shifter.  She’s an ever-changing kaleidoscope of colors, moods, and light.  I love her and despise her.  But I wouldn’t want to ever be without her.

Do you have a muse?  What is your muse like?  

Copyright (C) 2019 Penny wilson

Image by 139904 from Pixabay


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Mental Illness-A Family Affair-Beta Readers Needed


I’ve talked about Mental Illness several times on my blog.  It has a terrible stigma attached to it that is still very strong.  I have suffered from severe depression, in the past so I have first-hand knowledge of it.  There are of course all kinds of mental illness.  Depression is just a drop in the bucket.

The reason I bring this up is that I’ve had family members that had Mental illnesses.  This is something that I’ve toyed with writing about for years.  I hesitate for several reasons.  Some personal, some not.

They say that when it comes to writing, write what scares you.  This scares me.

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The Trials and Tribulations of Having Curly Hair.


MEMEMEMEMEME!! Omg, this is SO me!! I wonder if Joann is secretly a twin that I never met! A talented writer and extremely funny gal! Enjoy! ❤

Some Words That Say What I Think

I have thick, unruly, frizz-ridden, curly hair.

As a result, pretty much every day of my life has been a bad hair day.

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Deep down, I know that my hair has massive potential and I have spent my entire life trying to figure out how to style it in a way that expresses its true beauty.

Unfortunately, I still have absolutely no idea how to control it.

My hair is at its most tame directly after I step out of the shower.

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However, as my hair begins to dry, it starts to rebel.

HairIt has visions of a new better future for itself – a future in which it will rise up into a set of full, luscious, voluminous curls.

HairUnfortunately, by the time my hair has fully dried, this rebellion has deteriorated into something that it never intended or planned for.

HairIn my teenage years, I had a brief…

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