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Why I Love my Library: Author Amy Gregory

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Library Memory by Amy Gregory

I think to be an author, you have to love reading. I’m almost certain most writers would agree with me. I grew up in a very small town, and a free way to entertain ourselves was to ride bikes to the library.

I can still remember the smell of the building, the heavy old doors, the way the stairs creaked when you went down to the children’s section. However, the one thing I will forever remember, when the ‘typewriter’ was considered technology—was my card.

To check out books you had a library card, nothing has changed there. But these were paper, a thick construction type of paper and the number, was an actual metal plate. They’d type the name on the small card and attach the metal, bend the tips down and wallah, you had a library card. Boy, did that make you special.

Most of the time, I’d spend an hour picking out a stack of books I wanted for the next few days. However, I’d go sit in their reading corner. Time would pass and I’d have to put them all back and go repeat the process because I’d read them all before I could get them checked out. As a young child, I was drawn the Beatrix Potter books. I loved all things tiny, even my books.

However, in second grade, I found Beverly Cleary (trumpets sounding). I adored Ramona Quimby, could not get enough of that girl. Fast forward a couple more years, and yes, I was a Judy Blume fan-girl.

I was that kid who trudged up the stairs with so many books I couldn’t see the steps as I was walking. They’d eye me, as if they were worried I was going to be able to safely make it home with my load. The checkout process, oh, it’d take forever today, but was again, high-tech. They would open up the flap, remove the ‘card’ inside the cover, stamp the date and write your name on the card before putting it in a little wooden box. Can you imagine—not one computer was used!

To be nosy, you could look at all the names of the people who’d checked the book out prior to you. (If you did that sort of thing…whistles).

There’s not a lot I miss from year’s past, but I will say there was a comfort in the routine of the library, the women who worked there and the smells. Isn’t amazing, the different memories that stick with you throughout your life?

Check out Amy’s latest novel GABBY REVEALED:

Gabby James didn’t have the idyllic childhood many in her little hometown of Renlend, Kansas had. High school was a living hell, but when she graduated she couldn’t bring herself to leave Renlend. The town was her prison, but her family’s bookstore, The Looking Glass, was her one true love. It was the place she could run to, and escape the prying eyes of the ones who taunted her.

Shane Compton was a literary agent in one of the most prestigious publishing houses in New York City. He found no greater rush than finding the next big talent, someone who could take the written word and turn it into an art form. In the span of one rude phone call Shane was drawn into the mystery of just who the fiery new author from Kansas was. When everyone else in the office refused to deal with her, Shane willingly accepted the challenge. There was no logic to the madness, but every time he had contact with her, she drove him wild.

Gabby tried every trick in the book to keep Shane at arm’s length, but he had made good on his promise to come to Kansas. He wanted to pull her out of anonymity, he wanted her in the public eye. Now here he stood, on the sidewalk in front her bookstore, and one look told her he was everything she was afraid he’d be. Too bad she was anything but who he thought she was.

Gabby quickly discovers Shane has more on his mind than just books and with a little help from an ornery matchmaker, he shows her a whole new life through her looking glass. 

You can purchase Gabby Revealed at:
Amazon
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