tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6665714985599367255.post8096693392178468254..comments2023-10-25T12:04:53.840-04:00Comments on Bluestocking Ball: At the LibraryAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07706661834677466081noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6665714985599367255.post-59505891125471736042013-11-12T13:06:07.198-05:002013-11-12T13:06:07.198-05:00This is my favoritest of your posts. There is not...This is my favoritest of your posts. There is nothing like the smell of a library - it's better than the smell of a book store. I could get lost there. In my mind, all libraries have the sound of dribbling water as the library where I grew up had a fountain in the center. I can't imagine one who sells books completely discounting the power of the library. I will almost always try out a new author at the library, and then maybe later purchase their later volumes... The library is the original first drug pusher of any obsessive reader like me.<br /><br />???Amandahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10120774715331922926noreply@blogger.com