I went to that used book sale this morning and it sucked! It was really not a used book sale, but Holland Rescue Mission selling garbage books. Very depressing used book sale/garbage sale. So I looked at the piles of crap and came home.
I left for the library used books store around 9:40 AM. The book nook was busy today. When not helping people I read the book I got in the mail yesterday titled, "To A Distant Island" by biography/memoir James McConkey. I brought home these used books from the book nook to add to our library-
"Talulla Rising" fantasy horror by Glen Duncan
"The Last Werewolf" fantasy horror by Glen Duncan
"The Rug Merchant" a novel by Meg Mullins
"Jackson Pollock" criticism and interpretation/biography by Ellen G. Landau
When I got home I cleaned the kitchen and ate lunch. I wrote in my paper diary and now I am writing in my online diaries. I am feeling wasted so I will close to wait it out. There is no way out. I am trapped.
" For whom he did foreknow, he also did predestinate to be conformed to the image of his Son, that he might be the firstborn among many brethren." Romans 8:29