I made it to the mall. I walked through Macy’s and Dillards and didn’t really see anything I wanted. I cruised Lane Bryant, Bakers, Wild Pair and Famous Footwear. Nothing jumped out at me. Dejected, I wandered along the breezeway until I came across B. Dalton.
I noticed they had three bargain tables set up. Thinking I’d be able to find a few bargains, I browsed through what they had, making selections and starting a small pile of books to purchase. When the bargain tables weren’t enough I wandered around the stacks.
Eleven books (one for my mom), one blue suede bookmark and $120 later I wandered out of the mall and into the parking structure to my car.
Yes, I have an addiction to books. It’s ok. I’m getting help.
I bought:
The American Heritage Dictionary
Hooking Up by Tom Wolfe
Nigger by Dick Gregory
Trick Baby by Iceberg Slim
The Bluest Eye by Toni Morrison
Roget's 21st Centruy Thesaurus
Web Design in a Nutshell (an O'Reilly book)
2002 Writer's Market
The Rolling Stone Book of the Beats edited by Holly George-Warren
Juneteenth by Ralph Ellison
and a blue suede bookmark with a picture of a cresent moon reading a book on it.
As if I don't already have enough books in my house that I haven't read yet.
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