And so the day came when I finally found a place for me and my buying-old-books hobby (or addiction). It is called Coas and its a pretty pretty bookstore in Las Cruces, Nuevo Mexico (just, just 35 minutes from El Paso!). It seems a small place but it is actually huge, aisles and aisles, shelves and shelves, books and books.
I turned in some old books that had already done for me what they were suppose to do for me and it is someone else’s turn to live and breath and write and be through them. I got a 20 dll credit for them, so I took my credit, and walked and sniffed around through the many aisles and shelves and books.
I got four pretty beauties, two of them by Joyce Carol Oates, the author I intend to submit myself into in the following 6 months. Why? because I can!
Everything is good now, we found Coas, a warm, booksmelling place.