Posted in Blogging, Mi Vida Loca, nonfiction, postaday

Update on My Amazon Problems

Earlier this week I wrote a post about problems I was having with Amazon. Someone had hacked my Amazon account and I was trying to get it back. Along with my regular account, the hacker also had control over my two books that are published on Amazon.

The fight to get my account straightened out and control over my books again had been going for close to a month. I did everything I was supposed to do, I changed my password frequently, to no avail. The hacker still managed to hijack my account. So again, I did what I was supposed to do, I alerted my bank, I wrote an email to Amazon customer service detailing what had happened.

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After the first initial contact with customer service, I was then pulled into a vortex of red tape and confusion. I was handed off to one customer service representative after another, from one department after another. It was frustrating and I was getting angry. My books were out there under the control of who knows who and I wanted them back.

I wasn’t too worried about my bank account because there is nothing in there. Still, I did everything I could to protect myself financially. That was easy enough to take care of. I have a great bank.

I lost count of how many people at Amazon I talked to on the phone and through emails. There were a lot. None seemed really able to do anything. After a while, they didn’t even seem to try as they just would send a standard email. They closed my Amazon account at least three different times. So I would have to go through re-opening it again and again. I was ready to say ‘screw it’ and not open it up again. But, there were my books out there. They were still listed on Amazon, yet, I had no control over them as my author account was attached to my Amazon account.

I finally did that post on WordPress about what was happening and asking for advice. And boy did I get it! Along with lots of sympathy and support from complete strangers and friends. People are wonderful!

I did finally get the right kind of help from Amazon and I have my books back! Yes!!! It was all because of series of wonderful people who helped get the word out and eventually who helped me get my books back into my control.

First was Chris at The Story Reading Ape, he kindly reposted my post on my Amazon troubles. Thank you, Chris! Because of your re-blog, I received all sorts of advice and offers of help from some very kind people.

Annabell Franklin kindly used Twitter with a link to my post to ask people for help. Thank you, Annabell! Because of your tweet, a very nice man by the name of Colin Hayden who works for Kindle Direct Publishing contacted me. I phoned him with the number he gave me and explained my problems and he promised he would make sure I got my books back on my Amazon and Kindle publishing account.

A few days later I received an email from another very nice employee at Kindle Direct Publishing (Bridgid O’Neal) stating my books should be back into my control and to check my KDP account. Sure enough, there they were! I was so grateful to see them again. I wrote Ms. O’Neal and thanked her very kindly for telling me my books were mine once again.

So, I just wanted to say a heartfelt thank you to Chris for re-blogging my original post because without your help the chain of events might never have happened and I would still be fighting to get my books back. Thank you!!!!!

Also, thank you to all the very nice people who commented and emailed me with suggestions and/or support. It meant a lot to me. WordPress has the greatest blogging community that I know of. I appreciate you all!

 

 

 

 

Posted in Mi Vida Loca, nonfiction, Uncategorized

I Need Help With Amazon!

I need some help dealing with Amazon. I’ve tried emailing them, talking to them on the phone and emailing them some more. Maybe someone out there has some suggestions on what I should do.

It all started almost a month ago. My Amazon account was hacked into and hijacked by someone with the email of … hockey.puck@yahoo.com. They managed to change my password and so I wasn’t able to get into my Amazon account. So I emailed Amazon customer service and explained in detail what happened. They sent me back an email saying to just go ahead and change my password. So I tried.

 

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I should have received an email stating that I changed my password. I didn’t. I also never received an email about this hockey.puck person changing the email and password of my account. So I emailed Amazon again and said I never received confirmation that I changed my password. They emailed me back and said that’s because all emails were going to my new email address…..hockey.puck. Sighhhhhh.

I emailed back and stated again that hockey.puck wasn’t my email! That it was the email of the hacker. I needed this person off my account so I could get my account back. They said it was easier just to close the account and open a new account with my email. Ok, I could do that. So that’s what I did. I tried using my email that I used before as it is my main email account. Guess what? I can’t use it as it says my account has been closed so I am no longer able to use this email. So I write customer service and tell them this. I get an email back stating I should be able to open another account with my email. So I try again. Ok, fine. It works. Sort of.

I was able to open an account but because they closed the old one I no longer have access to my Author account. So now my two books are out there without their mother. They are lonely and scared. And this hockey.puck character has control of them.

So I decide to call Amazon customer service instead. Maybe if I talk to a live person and explain the situation I can get my babies back. The person I talked to was very apologetic and said they will send my account to the technical department to straighten things out. They should contact me within 24 hours. So I wait.

I receive an email from them stating that they closed my account….again. But nothing about my books or my author account. So I still couldn’t get into them to either delete them out of Amazon and start fresh or to access my old author account. So I called again. I also wrote another email.

They told me to just open a new account. Fine, I would except my two books are already listed in my old author account. It would be too confusing to have them listed twice, even if both times I’m still listed as the author.

So now what? I’ve tried calling again and just get the same thing. My account will be sent to someone. They keep sending me the same damn email! Yet, nothing is done. I am going to try to call again. I’m not sure if it will help or further confuse them. I want my books back! I can’t see any reports….nothing. I know I don’t sell alot of them, but they are still my babies and I want them back!

Anyone have any suggestions? Ideas?

 

Posted in Mi Vida Loca, Monday Meeting, NaBloPoMo, Nano Poblano, nonfiction, postaday, Stories of my life

Monday Meeting ~~ November 2, 2015

Good day, People! I hope your weekend was good and that everyone that celebrates Halloween came through it without being haunted. 😉  Let’s get to the meeting shall we?

 

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Help yourself to all the Halloween candy you want. Grab your favorite beverage and sit a spell.

This is the second day in November and I’ve done pretty good with Nano Poblano/NaBloPoMo. I’ve made it two days in a row! Ha! Let’s see how I do in a couple of weeks. Yesterday after I posted to my blog I had to do paperwork for a government agency that might help the husband and I. Took all afternoon to get that ready. Good thing I’m organized, otherwise it would have taken much longer. Comes from being a secretary for a few years in my misspent youth.

Do they even call them secretaries anymore? Or do they call them something else now? Administrative assistant? I was that once too. Worked for the newspaper in Waco, Texas for a while. I liked Waco, it was a friendly place to live.

Anyway, I digress. The problem with government agencies is that they won’t help you unless they know every little, tiny, minute detail of your life for the past five years or more. From your finances (don’t have any), to your health (bad), and don’t forget that note from your mother (good thing she is still alive) and a pint of blood (don’t want mine, it’s contaminated). They want everything yesterday, but will get back to you in about three months….maybe (if you’re lucky).

As for the husband, he’s quiet. Too quiet. Makes me worried but not much I can do. I know he’s worried and scared. Hell, who wouldn’t be if they were told they had colon cancer. He sees his therapist this afternoon, so I’m hoping he will open up to her and tell her how he feels and get it out. I’m not holding my breath on that one. I’m keeping my eye on him and I even managed to make him laugh yesterday. Just being my silly self. Haven’t heard him laugh in a long time.

My book, A Case of Deceit came out on the 30th of October. Ready to buy in paperback and kindle. Yay!! I haven’t really pushed it, yet. I’ve been so busy with other things that I kind of put the marketing on a back burner. I’m sure most of you are not too sad about not seeing more books for sale. ha! That’s the bad thing about trying to sell your books to other authors. The good thing is they understand. 😉 If you are interested in reading a good book, click on the books on my sidebar and take a gander! Thank you.

The birthday cards that a lot of you good people sent me for my mother is being sent today. She is going to be surprised when she gets this packet! So many of you were so kind to send her little gifts too. All is appreciated and I will let you know her reaction when she gets them. She knows she is getting something and that it will be late for her birthday, but she is still excited to know they are coming. When you get to be 86, you get your excitement out of the little things in life.

That’s about it for me today. Now I need to get my butt in gear and get some more things done. See you tomorrow! Have a wonderful week!

 

 

Posted in Mi Vida Loca, Monday Meeting, nonfiction, postaday, Stories of my life

Monday Meeting ~~ October 19, 2015

Hello, people! Let’s get this meeting started.

Monday Meeting

 

Welcome to my Monday Meeting! Please, grab your favorite beverage and sit a spell. I have lots to tell you. Well, maybe not lots, but some. Ok, a few things. 😉

First, I have been super busy with editing my book A Case of Deceit, as I’m sure most are aware of. Good news. I’m done with editing and formatting and have the final edition uploaded to Amazon and soon it will also be ready for paperback release. Exciting times for this woman! It’s been a lot of hard work, lots of frustrating times and a few panic emails to a good friend. But I think I’ve done it! Don’t let anyone ever tell you producing a book is easy. Because it’s not. The writing of the book was the easy part as far as I’m concerned. It’s all the stuff behind the scenes that drove me crazy(ier)! The Amazon edition will be released on October 30th. The paperback whenever I can get it done, which I hope is this week. I’ll let you know, of course.

Now, on to the not so good news. A lot of you follow what has been going on with the husband. Thank you for your concern. We have further news on him.

On October 8th he went for his first ever colonoscopy. We managed to both live through it. The procedure itself is nothing. I’ve been through it myself once. It’s the day before that is crappy. Ha! Pun intended. Poor man. Anyway, the colonoscopy itself went well as the husband doesn’t remember anything. It’s the afterwards that didn’t go so well. They found two polyps and a tumor. Not the best of news. His doctor wanted the procedure done as the husband keeps losing weight. He is way underweight right now. Which I knew. We will know the results of the biopsies done on the polyps and tumor this Thursday the 22nd. We are hoping for the best and trying to prepare for the worst. Cancer is not a word anyone wants to hear. But, we will deal with it…whatever it is when it happens. It’s all we can do. Keep him in your thoughts this week.

Next up is a bit of a bizarre story. Wednesday morning, very early in the morning, like five am early…there was a pounding on our front door. Now this time of year, five am is still very dark out. I didn’t hear the pounding on the door, but the husband did, and of course, opened it. He’s a very trusting kind of man, almost too trusting. I woke up as Sam started to bark his ‘there is company!!’ bark. I got up, confused and tired and went into the living room. In the dark, all I could see is the husband standing over what looked to be a pile of blankets or clothes on the kitchen floor. I ask him what’s wrong, thinking he might have fallen or something. He shuffles over to me and tells me quietly that everything is ok and to just go back to bed. In the meantime, I see the pile of blankets move. What the hell??

I ask again, what is going on? The husband says, “he was cold and a little wet and seems to be beaten up so I got him some blankets. He had a fight with his mother’s boyfriend.” Now, at five am this does not even make sense! So I move further into the room and wonder why the husband has all the lights off, as he usually has at least the light over the stove on. Sam in the meantime is warily eyeing the lump of blankets. Finally, from inside the lump pops out a male head. A young man about 20 – 21 looks out and squints like what little light does shine is hurting his eyes. He’s pale and shivering (it was -1c/34F) outside that morning.

I finally get a disjointed tale from Justin (that’s what he says his name is). He tells me that he lives in a trailer further down from us with his mother and his mother’s boyfriend. He said that the boyfriend had been drinking and his mother and boyfriend had been fighting. He tells me that the boyfriend started hitting his mother, so he got in between them and told the boyfriend they should go for a ride to calm down. They went for a ride in the boyfriend’s truck and went several miles when they got into a fight and the boyfriend hit the kid and threw him out of the truck and took off.

He says he walked many miles in only his underwear and t-shirt and fell down a ravine. He was freezing and started pounding on doors and of course, the husband let him in. Allll righty then.

Now me. I’m not a trusting person. I’m the complete opposite of the husband. I listened to this disjointed story with doubt. Lots and lots of doubt. My instincts were telling me the boy was lying. Will I ever know the truth? Probably not, but I still think the kid was lying. You’ll see why…….

After telling me this story and moaning a bit, he asked if he could lay down on our couch and try to warm up. I tell him sure. In the meantime I look for any kind of weapon in case I have to use it. Like I said, not a trusting person. He lays down on the couch and I notice he does only have on a pair of sleeping shorts and a light t-shirt. I look at his feet in what light we have, they are clean with not a scratch on them. Nor his legs.

After this Sam needed to go outside, so I start to take him. The kid tells me, “please don’t go outside.” I open the door and tell him the dog  has to go out and it’s something that I’m going to do. He shut up. I get a better look at the kid when I come back as he’s talking to the husband. He’s got short black hair and blue eyes. He is also strongly built. He could hurt us easily if he wanted to. So I’m cautious. He was a bit pale and his eyes were……well, they had that look that people get when they are drunk or on drugs. I figure drugs. Oh goody. He wasn’t slurring his words, but what he was saying wasn’t making much sense.

First he says he wants to borrow the phone and call his grandma. Ok, he calls and hangs up. Says grandma will be here in about an hour and a half as she lives in another town. Fine. He lays back down on the couch, covers his body, including his head with the blankets and goes to sleep. Passes out? I don’t know. He’s out of it. So I get dressed. The husband and I sit for almost three hours until the kid decided to wake up. By now it’s 8 am. Now I’m pretty convinced he lied.

He calls a friend. Never mentions grandma again. Says the friend will pick him up after he takes his sister to school. Uh huh. Doesn’t sound like his friend is too concerned. Like he’s done this before? I dunno. He goes to the bathroom. I look him over. No scratches or even dirt on his feet or legs. His arms have a few scratches on them, so does his head. I notice his hands are scraped up. Not like he fell down though. Like he grabbed something and it was tore out of his hands. Something is not adding up. A lot of somethings were not adding up.

He looks at me and asks me if I drive. I ask why? He says, could I drive him to the apartments about 2 miles from here. His friends live there. He never mentions about going back to his mom’s. Never even mentions his mom again. No mom, no grandma, no boyfriend of his mom. Weird. My gut says do NOT take him by yourself. So I tell him the husband and I both will go and I will drive him to his friends. He agrees. What else is he going to do? I just want him gone.

He wraps himself up in our blanket and says he will come back and return the blanket. I tell him just keep it. It’s an old blanket. He says ok. I do NOT want him back. So we take him to the apartments and say good-by and we get back home. I tell the husband …… Don’t EVER let someone in at 5am. Call the police, they will straighten it out.

It was a weird thing. It really was. I am convinced he lied. I don’t think his mom was beaten up, I think maybe he got in a fight with mom himself, maybe because he was using drugs. She kicked him out. He passed out outside….she wouldn’t let him back in…..he came knocking on our door because no one else would answer their door. He did let slip that he tried other places.

None of it made any sense. Once he slept things off, I think he forgot what he told us. I just hope I don’t ever see him again.

So how are things with you guys?

 

 

Posted in Blogging, Guest posts, nonfiction, postaday, writing

Guest Post by Author Holly Kerr ~~ Invaded by the Kids

Hello, People!

Today I have another guest post. This one is by author and blogger Holly Kerr. Holly writes contemporary women’s fiction/chick-lit/romance.

Holly is also the mother of three kids. So I asked her to write about how she manages to find the time to write. With three kids I know she has to be one busy woman. I find it hard to find time to write and I don’t have any kids.

So please let’s give a big hello to Holly.

 

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Invaded by the Kids

I can see the end of the pier and then suddenly Benjy is driving right over it, and then we’re flying through the air – (excerpt from The Secret Life of Charlotte Dodd, by Holly Kerr, to be published fall 2015)

Mom!”

What are we doing today?”

Can I have a snack?”

My hand reaches out tentatively. His jacket is open and I smooth his tie flat over his firm torso, stepping even closer as I touch the knot against his throat…

She won’t let me watch my show!”

It’s my turn on the computer!”

It’s too hot to go to the park!”

All writers understand the frustration of being yanked away from a moment where everything is working in your book; characters are amazing you with their dialogue, action is gripping, love scenes are intense…

The timer for the dryer goes off. The doorbell rings. Your email pops up (is it your agent/editor?)

The kids need your attention.

These can be wonderful ways to procrastinate or they can be constant annoyances, depending on how your writing is going at that particular time. For me, my reaction also depends on what I’m writing. If it’s an action scene, or dialogue that I need to get on paper, distractions can be tough. And don’t get me started when I’m writing a love scene! As well as writing women’s fiction/chick-lit under my own name, I also write erotic romance under the pen name Anna Ellis.

Any idea how scary it is trying to write a sex scene while looking over your shoulder to make sure your kids don’t pop up behind you unawares?

I’m a writer who has the good fortune to work full-time doing something I love. I also have three wonderful kids who are home for the summer holidays with me. At times, I don’t think that the two things are mutually compatible.

Just so you don’t think I’m a totally neglectful mother, my children are 13,12 and 9. They are perfectly capable of feeding (for the most part) and amusing themselves and each other. They have friends nearby to play with and lots of activities in the house during the time when I’m working. And it’s not all day; I know there’s no chance of an eight-hour workday, or even a three hour one while they’re home.

Most people would be cheering about that – the summer off to spend with your kids. And I enjoy it as well but I’m a writer. And only writers will understand – I need to write. There are characters developing in my head as we speak; scenes unfolding, ideas, inspirations…they don’t stop.

What’s wrong, Mommy? You’re quiet.”

My head is in my book, sweetie. I need to figure out how to end this chapter.”

So what do I do? The two loves of my life (actually 4 loves, since I have 3 kids; 5 if you factor in my hubby) seem to be at war with each other, both demanding equal time and energy. My creativity level is on over-drive; doing my best to get a good chunk of my book finished by the end of the summer and find new and exciting ways to entertain the troops. I know it will be an amazing summer, but I’m tired already from thinking about it.

My plan to maximize my writing time while my kids are home this summer:

  1. Wake up early. This isn’t difficult because I’m an early bird, and usually at my most creative in the morning.
  2. Teach my kids about grammar and sentence structure by asking them to edit pages of my work-in- progress.
  3. Setting office hours for myself and teach the kids to respect when I’m working.
  4. Share creative time with everyone. When I’m writing, so are they, or drawing, colouring, etc
  5. Distribute the household chores, ask for help to lessen the time wasted on silly things like vacuuming and laundry

That’s what I have so far. I know this won’t be easy; yesterday I already had a tug of war between finishing the last-minutes edit on my new book and getting dinner started, but that’s a common occurrence.

What about you? What are you main distractions? Any suggestions that I can use?

 

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Holly Kerr has managed to write three books when her kids were in school, Unexpecting, Coming Home and Absinthe Doesn’t Make the Heart Grow Fonder. Her fourth novel, chick-lit/spy thriller The Secret Life of Charlotte Dodd will be out this year. Her latest book writing as Anna Ellis is available July 31.

Visit her at hollykerr.ca or annaellisauthor.wordpress.com

www.facebook.com/HollyKerrAuthor, www.facebook.com/AnnaEllisauthor

 

 

Thank you, Holly, for guest posting. I really appreciate it. 🙂

 

 

 

 

Posted in Blog challenge, Cee's Challenges, Mi Vida Loca, nonfiction, postaday, Stories of my life

Share Your World – 2014 Week 22

Cee over at Cee’s photography puts up a post challenge every Monday. It’s called Share Your World. She asks 4 questions and you give answers in a post so we can all get to know our fellow bloggers a little better. Thanks Cee, it’s a wonderful idea. Why not come and join us?

So here is my answers to this week’s question.

 

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Regarding animals would you prefer not having them around or having domestic pets, farm animals, or seeing them in nature or the zoo?

I love all animals. I have always had pets, usually dogs, but I love cats too. I’ve been on farms and around farm animals. I prefer seeing animals free and natural, but some zoo’s I know are getting better about the keeping of animals. I would love to have the money and acreage to have a place for abused animals come to and live their life out as free as possible and well taken care of. That’s always been a dream of mine. Come on lottery winnings!!

Are you a collector of anything? 

I used to be. After losing my things so many times in my life, I have become less and less materialistic. That and I hate to dust LOL. I used to collect Santa’s, coke things, anything with wolves. Now all I collect is years and memories.

If you could know the answer to any question, besides “What is the meaning of life?”, what would it be?

Why can’t people just get along and accept each other’s differences as something good and not bad?

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If you were to treat yourself to the “finer things” what would you treat yourself to? 

Some really good expensive coffee beans. Mmmmm. Coffee……  Or, all the books I want and can’t afford. Or, all the painting supplies I want but can’t afford. And to go with that I would have a big studio with lots of natural light. Other than that, I’m good. I’m not one much for clothes or shoes or jewelry. So for me, those are the “finer things” in life.

 

 

Posted in Blogging, Fiction, poetry, postaday, writing

Ghosts in the Library

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Ghosts in the Library

 

The light shines dimly through dirty windows

Dust flits across the dingy  glass and show

Wall to ceiling shelves holding books all in a row

The gild pockmarked, brittle with neglect

Floors thick with grime, each footstep introspect

Imprinted in time as I walk slowly to the other side

I glance at the spines, read the old friends’ names misty-eyed

Dickens, Bronte, Longfellow, Poe are just a few

As I read, it seems the authors come alive on cue

Their spirits rise in the pale light and dance across the floor

Twirling,  misty their forms do shape in the air galore

Only to disappear for others to appear in their wake

I’m not frightened of these ghostly forms, my heart just aches

For they are all ghostly friends, who just want to be loved once more

So they come alive and dance across the dusty floor

 

 

 

Posted in Blog challenge, NaPoWriMo, nonfiction, poetry, writing

NaPoWriMo Poem Day 29 ~~~ Old Friends

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Old Friends

Books, books, books
friends from long ago
Alice, Jo, Huck, Jane
Names written on my heart
characters that kept me company
on many a long lonely day

Books, books, books
the smell of ink on paper pages
the feel of them between my fingers
black letters dance before my eyes
taking me to new places and old
adventures to be had, tales to be told

Books, books, books
they can make me laugh, cry, think
stories take hold, don’t let go
till the last page is read to the end
many times beyond as my mind
takes flight, I am that character I find

Books, books, books
Old friends, new
safe havens, they never let me down
No one is ever alone, when they
pick up a book and open its cover
to worlds renowned……..

This poem came about from my love of books and the written word. Hope you enjoyed. 

Posted in Blogging, Mi Vida Loca, nonfiction, postaday, stories, Stories of my life, writing

I’m Still Alive ~ With Some Good News!

Hello everyone! Yes, it’s me and I’m still alive! (Barely)

I may be still alive but I’m tired beyond belief. This moving business is hard work. After this weekend, though it should pretty much be over with as Saturday is the target day for the big move! Yea!

I close the deal on the new place Friday afternoon and move Saturday. So these last few days are going to be super busy! I will be so damn glad when it’s over!

But enough of my whining, and yes I’ll have cheese with that! haha!

I do have some good news!! 

Ether Books (etherbooks.com) are publishing another one of my stories!!! It’s a two parter called “House of Mystery”.  Part one will be out for your reading pleasure within the next week or so and it’s a paid download! More good news for me! I am so super excited. I’m working on part two and hopefully will have it finished soon. 

Some of you may remember a short story I wrote last year called House of Mystery. Yes, it’s the same story with extra added in and a lot of editing done. I worked hard on it and am very proud of the story. So please all my dear readers download the app for Ether books here  http://bit.ly/bpvC84.  And look for my story under the pen name JLPhillips. 

For those of you new to Ether books, you can read about them at EtherBooks.com. My story will only cost you .69 cents! An inexpensive great read!

This is the blurb for “House of Mystery”, just to get you ready for a good mystery story.

Four people work to solve the mystery of a 100-year-old house. Two people have already vanished without a trace. What does it take to not only solve the mystery, but to SURVIVE the mystery?

I really do appreciate any support on my writing! You readers are awesome!

 

 

 

Posted in nonfiction, Uncategorized, writing

My Love Affair (With Books)

I love book stores. New books, old books, makes no difference. If it’s a store full of books I’m all over that. The feel of a book in my hands, the paper, the smell of it. If I could make a perfume that smelled like books I would! That’s just how much I love them.

My love affair began at a very early age. I was taught to read by the time I was 4 years old. Since then there hasn’t been many times that I don’t have a book in my hands.

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After I got my first job, working in a JC Penney warehouse. I was a regular at my favorite book store in the mall. I would buy 5 or 6 books at a time. I was such a regular that they got to know my name! How cool is that?

I evolved of course in what kind of books I read. I started out with the usual suspects. The children’s books. Winnie the Pooh, fairy tales. As I grew  a little older my dad would find old Dick and Jane books at the used book store he went to. So I read those also. I would love to find some of those old books, but I know the Dick and Jane books are great collectables now and difficult to come by.

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In my early teen years I became fascinated with Mythology. My school library had a whole section on mythology and I read every single one. I was in that library every chance I could get. Skipped lunch just so I had extra time to read.

Every place I would travel to I made sure to visit the local book store. They always had interesting books on either the history of the place, or local interest spots.  Plus I never could with stand the lure of a new book store to explore.

That got me to thinking of all the book stores I would love to visit some day! Not to mention the great places those book stores reside in! Here’s just a short list of a few of them I wanted to share with you.

Shakespeare and Co Antiquarian Books, Paris

This book store is supposedly the most photographed book store in the world. The heck with that! Let me in the door!  Maybe because of that  popularity I would visit it alone, but think of all those cool books inside! And  in Paris!

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Selexyz Bookstore in Maastricht, Holland

Now this bookstore is interesting because it’s inside an old Dominican church. Dating back to the 13th century, the structure was a Dominican church until Maastricht was invaded by Napoleon in 1794 and the group was forced out of the country. It looks like a beautiful place to browse your favorite books doesn’t it?

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The Lello bookstore in Porto, Portugal

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Proving that purpose-built bookshops can be every bit as beautiful as converted buildings, the divine Livraria Lello in Porto has been selling books in the most beautiful of settings since 1881. Featuring a staircase to heaven and beautifully intricate wooden panels and columns , stained glass ceilings and books – lots of lovely books. This place would be worth the trip to Portugal alone! Who wants to join me on a trip?

Bueno Aires’s Librería El Ateneo Grand Splendid

El Ateneo
El Ateneo (Photo credit: Only J.)

The stylish Librería El Ateneo Grand Splendid draws in bookstore patrons as much for its setting in a 1920s theater as for its shelves of books.

The building has been declared a landmark, but now the balcony, domed ceiling, cherubs, marble columns, and elaborate sconces embellish a first-class bookstore. You can get started on a good novel in one of the white and gold-leaf boxes or sip your coffee where the screen once hung.

Chairs are provided throughout the building, including the still-intact theatre boxes, where customers can dip into books before purchase, and there is now a café on the back of what was once the stage. The ceiling, the ornate carvings, the crimson stage curtains, the auditorium lighting and many architectural details remain. Despite the changes, the building still retains the feeling of the grand theatre it once was.

How’s that for shopping for books in style?