Hello wonderful world of Rad Babes Read blog readers!! My name is Bethany, and I am PSYCHED to be part of this wonderful team of book reviewing babes. At the end of this post are a few things about me, if you’re interested! But the main topic of the morning is the annual library sale.
All books pictured in this blog post are now owned by me. Be floored, BE IN AWE, I am always. Seriously, though. No matter how dorky and nerdy it makes me, this day goes in my calendar every year (on COUNTDOWN MODE, people).
I’m convinced being at the Library Sale is its own unique form of magic. In true Hunger Games fashion, the doors open, the adrenaline hits, you black out, and then thirty minutes later you wake up in the mystery aisle with three new books, a bag slung over your shoulder, and random pedestrians staring. Is someone dead? Maybe. Are you in the lead? It’s possible. Then you settle in (and are instantly bonded to that brunette down the aisle because SHE has a Night Circus tote, and you’re automatically friends), and the shelves slide all the books you’ve come looking for into place. It’s the closest thing I’ve ever found to a wizarding library — outside of Hogwarts, naturally.
Libraries everywhere will generally host at LEAST one “Friends of the Library” sale a year. All proceeds go towards keeping stories moving, one librarian at a time. This adequately justifies the fact that you WILL somehow spend stacks on stacks, even though most of the books are only $2 – a find if you’re a cheapo bookworm like me. It’s an easy step towards making sure all the future bookworms have a reading cave to call home, and for me it’s an easy way to give back to the organization that instilled my love for reading and led me to this community.
A few relevant things about me:
- I’m currently in graduate school for counseling but WOULD SO MUCH RATHER just be paid to drink coffee & wear yoga pants & read books, please and thank you.
- I’m originally from Texas, which means summer is my favorite season and anything below 60 degrees is the ice age (and requires blankets, portable space heaters, bonfires, etc, etc.)
- My spirit animal is currently a lone Chinchilla — think lone wolf, but bouncier, smaller, and significantly less threatening…
I can’t wait to hang with you, friends 🙂