The Semi-Annual Used Book Sale is only a few weeks away. We'll start Friends Night on September 23!
Monday, August 31, 2009
The Semi-Annual Used Book Sale is only a few weeks away. We'll start Friends Night on September 23!
Saturday, August 29, 2009
Each week, a few of the Reston Friends play Wordzzle. A kind blogger who goes by Raven gives us words, and we do the rest! If you'd like to play along, go here for the instructions. If you'd like to play with the Reston Friends, send your submission to us here. If you'd like to play from your own blog, just participate and link to Raven's site through the Mr. Linky.
The words for this week's ten word challenge were:records, impulsive, really cool, bread crumbs, angels, Sponge Bob, magical moment, back and forth, suffering, good fences make good neighbors For the mini challenge: side effects are generally mild, clingy, rooster, samples, curiosity.
Kit and Charly have once again graced us with their creativity and the blogger adds another installment of the story of Dr. Hill and Laila.
Kit starts with the following comment:
Dr. Hill was in a quandary. Laila’s IMPULSIVE decision to skip school had created more drama than he wanted to deal with. As a man who had been a boy impatient with formalized education, he was sympathetic to her frustration. But he was acting as her parent now and knew that even if she was SUFFERING boredom, she needed the RECORDS to show that she was in school. The little girl sat on a hassock in the living room, her tear-stained face a mask of misery.
Hill sat down on the sofa near her. “Laila,” he began softly. “I’m not angry at you for skipping school. I’m just grateful that your guardian ANGELS were watching over you as you went BACK AND FORTH between the Cajun cooking school and home each day. And you did learn some really great recipes. All that’s left of your paella from yesterday evening is BREAD CRUMBS! But you need to be in a school with children your own age.”
Laila fiercely pushed back her tears, gulped, and said, “they think things like Transformers and SPONGE BOB are REALLY COOL! They’re such . . . such . . . children!” she finished with indictment in her voice.
“Well, yes,” agreed Hill. “They are children. I know that much of what you have experienced has matured you, and you’re not the average child your age. But you are also a child. And as the person who loves you and takes care of you, I need to be able to go to the university to work and trust that you are in a safe place with people who will look out for you.”
The little girl just looked at him plaintively, tears welling up and spilling over. Hill stood up and walked over to the patio door. Like most Spanish residences, there was a wall around this one – high enough that no one could see in or out. If GOOD FENCES MAKE GOOD NEIGHBORS, this should be the most neighborly city in Spain! He thought. But an 8 year old child was running around on her own and no one told me! His heart clutched at the thought of the many things that could have happened to her Laila. He suddenly felt very inadequate as a parent.
Turning to go back and continue the conversation Hill paused when he saw Laila, the phrase on his lips dying. She was looking at the small photo album that held images of her parents and her home in Iran. He could see her lips moving silently. He didn’t know if she was praying or having a conversation with them. The big man approached cautiously, not wanting to interrupt this MAGICAL MOMENT.
Laila looked up, put the album down, and held her arms up to him. Hill swept her up in a big embrace, wishing her could protect her from everything outside his arms. “I’m sorry,” she whispered. “I’ll try harder to be a little girl.” “I’m sorry too,” he responded gruffly. “I won’t make you go back until next week, and we’ll spend the time together trying to find an alternative that works for both of us.” They snuggled together for a few minutes, enjoying the warmth of human contact.
The door buzzer rang surprising them both. Hill put Laila down and crossed the living room to the entry. As he opened the door his face broke into a big smile, slightly goofy, but very happy.
“Louisa!” shouted Laila, and launched across the room. “You got my telegram!”
Sure enough, Louisa stood there looking as bright and fresh as a daisy. “I’ve come to be a tutor to a little girl who needs one!” she announced.
Hill just stood there with his mouth open. He should have known that Laila would have the whole thing under control. She was a remarkable kid. But some part of him felt a little bit managed. Louisa saw that discomfort and gave him a blazing smile. He shrugged his shoulders, and borrowing a phrase from Laila said, “welcome! This is REALLY COOL!”
Thursday, August 27, 2009
We live with a bird. This small parakeet is full of personality and curiousity. And within the limits of her tiny brain, she is very smart. For example, she knows exactly when you're about to shoot the best bird picture EVER and in a nanosecond has turned her back on you. So we have many photos of green and yellow back feathers. So I think this book, The Art of Bird Photography, would be a great one for our household! Of course, it's more for folks out in the wild who are trying to shoot photos of LOTS of birds. It's on our Amazon site, RestonFriends1, for $65.
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Our Amazon storefront sales site is back up again and there are over 750 titles for you to choose from!
Monday, August 24, 2009
Our inaugural Children's and Young Adults Sale was a success! Many people came on Saturday to scoop up the books that ranged from toddler board books to classics. There were parents, teachers, grandparents, and lots and lots of kids. As sale organizers, we have some ideas about what worked well and what needs tweaking. But we're interested in your ideas too.
- What did you like?
- What did you dislike?
- What did you think worked particularly well?
- What would you change to make things work better?
Sunday, August 23, 2009
- Something for everyone:
- Fiction (Paper and Hardback)
- Cookbooks, Hobbies, Self-Help
- Sports, Mystery, Science Fiction
- History, Computers, Business
- Poetry & Literature, Humor and MORE!
- Fiction (Paper and Hardback)
- Prices range from .50 for rack paperbacks to $1.50 for hardbacks in like-new condition. Higher prices may apply for exceptional or rare books.
- We restock all day every day of the sale, so shop early and shop often! Some book types sell out sooner than others, so it's better to come sooner than later.
Saturday, August 22, 2009
In her own - delightful fashion,
an angelic smile - was seen..
It was a case of - keeping secrets,
that gave her eyes - a gleam..
For she knew she - was to impart,
inspired messages - to the human mind..
To assist all souls - who walk the earth,
in fulfilling their destiny - when it's their time.
Her thoughts to you - are often found,
as a whisper - upon a breeze..
Or perhaps in - a Spiritual class,
as you learn - it's your soulself, that you must please..
And, never will - you find this boring,
these teachings - that you hear..
As you'll feel - your Angel's presence,
for she's always - standing near.
So, mark your calendar - of life,
with days to - fulfill each dream..
May each and every - living moment,
be the essence of - life's theme..
The theme of wonder - and aspirations,
to become all - that' you're meant to be..
And lucky you - when you hear her say,
your soul - is now set free.
To preface this: I think my stories are getting way too long and the dragons agree, so when I looked at the words this week I was inspired to cram them all into one paragraph. How the heck I’m going to continue the story line after that is . . . well, that’s the fun of the Wordzzle.
This week Dr. Hill is in a blind panic. He’s found fleas in the apartment he rented for them in Spain where he’s the fall calendar guest lecturer on archeology at University of Granada. (Perhaps he’s running away from Louisa?) The panic causes him to drink sangria at a free and easy pace while he watches soap operas in Spanish in order to brush up on the language. Laila finds her new public school boring and has discovered a slightly less than legal Cajun cooking school that she attends instead of the class she is supposed to be in. But she’s good at keeping secrets, and it’s all the fashion to cook Cajun, so she persists. She found the cooking school by following the dragons’ advice about eating spicy things to make you more ferocious. It apparently keeps the fleas at bay as well.
I'm a believer in keeping kids out of trouble, so I regularly go to the flea market they have Saturdays at the old barn down the road from us and look through some other generation'sheirlooms for charming toys, not-too-sharp but old-fashioned tools, and funky old clothes. Things like that. The staff is composed of volunteers from the town's historical society. They have great stories to tell about some of the items but the kids aren't all that interested in the shopping part and they prefer surprises, so they stay home with their mom. She's very tolerant of all this but just doesn't get as excited as the rest of us. Someone in this family got the calm gene. It was clearly recessive. Anyway, when I get home, usually relaxed from the fresh air on the walk, I clean up my finds and put them into these trunks we keep up in the attic. When the kids get rowdy we send them up there with a purpose and they'll hunt through the detritus to create their own, themed entertainment.
I'll say stuff like, "Josh, chill already! Go upstairs with your sister and put on a play. There's a new bonnet in the attic I think you'll both get a kick out of." The bonnet I had in mind was an old ratty velvety thing with big long ostrich feathers and bows everywhere. I found it the winter before last. You'd think some old, stuffy lady wore it to the opera - except that carefully centered on every bloody bow was a campaign button for the local dogcatcher. Some of them had pictures of the guy holding cute little dogs. Lots of them had hearts drawn on with silver ink. So maybe some old, batty lady wore it to her son's campaign to become dogcatcher. My daughter Josie loooves dogs and Josh would get a laugh out of its absurdity, so I bought it. Thirteen bucks. Worth every penny - it's been a hat, a basket, a mask, a hunchback's hump, and a disco ball. Not so old now. Jess does like that part - the performances.
One time last autumn I found a pristine Lone Ranger lunch box from the '50s and hadn't even opened it up to look inside when some greedy antique dealer snatched it OUT OF MY HAND and ran it off to the payment desk. Ugh. Hate those pushy types. I was flabbergasted but itwasn't like I had a personal stake in the matter - I don't collect lunch boxes or anything; I just thought it was a fun show - so I shrugged and let the box go. For my own amusement I stomped home (as if a thwarted villain) through the falling leaves muttering, "Who was that masked man?" I hoped it turned out to be full of dried-up snot. Or government documents marked CLASSIFIED - DIRECTOR - EYES ONLY with sections blacked out and it would freak the dealer out but would turn out - upon closer inspection and after frantic, sweaty, palpitating moments - to be a pile of mimeographed charts from some textbook interspersed with pages of amateur radio call-signs. Classic grade-school-maturity disinformation campaign. I'd feel vindicated. So at lunch that day I told Josh & Josie the classified bit as if it had really happened. Had them hook, line, and sinker for a good long while before I laughed and told them I'd made that last part up. Got hit with a few pillows, but they repeated the story to their friends. I've found some suspiciously phony papers in the attic since then.
My current favorite find, which the kids also love, is this '70s yearbook I found this spring. All hippies, every page, I swear. Peace signs and tie-dye shirts; the whole bit. Even on the teachers. We like flipping through to read the weird signatures and captions and to guess at what the heck was going through the administration's mind when they had it printed. Josh now wants to tie-dye everything he owns. We've indulged him here but his dress shirts are off-limits until AFTER he has worn them for an actual event. Never thought I'd have to say that out loud, but I did. Josie loves the long hair on the guys and uses the pictures of long-haired male teachers in the book to remind me that I could grow mine out some more. And more. And more. She wishes, but I'm nice about it. I'll pull one of my curls as straight as it will go and tell her, "OK - it's longer!" She likes that. I was a little kid in the '70s, so the whole hippie bit is pretty alien to me as well. The page of Senior Superlatives has categories like "Hairiest Chest/Legs" (yes, the legs winner was a girl), "Longest Trip" (from the photo, this wasn't exactly referring to road trips) and "Grooviest Van" (we do have a minivan with some crumpled wrappers, like the winner, but ours doesn't have shag carpet and lava lamps and beaded curtains and even the kids don't ask me to add these). One particularly memorable picture shows a group of half-naked, muddy kids doing some kind of rock worship deep in the forest. They were kneeling with their heads down in a circle around this one big rock; their hands were on each others' bare shoulders and bare backs; their butts were up in the air. Maybe they were looking for teeny-tiny 'shrooms. I hope they found some, because they don't look very comfortable in that position. The caption wasn't very helpful - "Junior class field trip to Albertson farm." Probably the yearbook editors goofed up or were goofed out when they put this page together. Could be "field trip" was code back then for 'shrooming, and Albertson was some specific drug. Or they could have been performing "A Midsummer Night's Dream." Dunno. So for this, like everything else I bring home, we make up stories.
Have to finish up today's shopping quickly. It's hot as all get-out today and is only going to get worse. More importantly, I have to hurry home because today is my wife's birthday and the kids are making lunch for all of us. Jess doesn't know it yet - I think - but I've been buying antiquey things for her too. I have a special trunk in the back corner of my workroom. Those old ladies may have been batty but they did a mean trade in silk and lace underwhatevers, and there are a few I can't wait to see on my Jessie. Not right away, of course. I have a nice pair of 14K earrings (also from my favorite shopping site) to give her at lunchtime, in front of the kids. But hopefully tonight Jess and I will make up our own stories with what's in her trunk, and maybe she'll get excited enough to make a few trips to the flea market herself - for my birthday.
Happy Birthday, Sweetie!
Friday, August 21, 2009
- We will restock all day both days -- it won't be all picked over in the first hour!
- We also have CD's and DVD's -- but we no longer accept VHS or cassettes, so if there are any left, this should be the last time they're offered.
- 40 means 40 units -- books, cd's, etc.
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Just like in our Semi-Annual Used Book Sales, we will also have treasures for sale that have been gleaned from donations. Some are old collectibles, some are newer but very cool, and some are sets. Many will be displayed in our case by the front door -- and if you see something there you want to purchase you do not have to wait until Saturday! You can buy it right away!
Here are a few of the items available!
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Late Breaking News ---
In response to what seems to be potentially overwhelming response to the idea of a Children’s and Young Adults sale this weekend, we want to be perfectly clear to everyone so that NO ONE is disappointed!
Doing this separate sale is an EXPERIMENT! We make no claim that the children's inventory quantity is bigger than normal, only that it's separated out for everyone's shopping safety. As such, this is a MINI SALE – do not expect a typical semi-annual sale quantity but within this genre only.
And, because the quantities are large, but limited, in order to be fair, we will use the same limitation we have used for years for children’s books.
There will be a limit of 40 books per FAMILY for the first FOUR hours of the sale on Saturday. If you are purchasing for a day care that doesn't mean 40 per family you serve -- it's 40 for your business until 2 p.m. Same with teachers, homeschoolers, literacy programs, etc. We're all in this together and trying to be fair to everyone. Mr. Greedy is not welcome here!
All that said there are approximately 4000 volumes awaiting your perusal and purchase! So come have some fun being selective and polite to one another. See you at 10 on Saturday!
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Saturday, August 15, 2009
If you've never played Wordzzle with us, you need to try! Raven gives us words -- a choice to use 10 (challenge), 5 (mini) or all 15 (maxi). You use them in a paragraph or really short story. Then publish them on your blog and link to Raven. If you don't have a blog, send them to email@example.com and we'll publish them for you. It is THAT simple! Get those creative juices flowing!
For the challenge: superlative, flea market, falling leaves, disinformation, who was that masked man?, keeping kids out of trouble, I'm a believer, bonnet in the attic, staff, generation
For the mini: deep in the forest, government, charming, heirlooms, flabbergasted
Friday, August 14, 2009
These are some questions we’ve received about the Children & Young Adults Sale August 22-23 at Reston Regional Library.
Q: What is "bulk" buying? In the past when I go to other library sales, I have purchased up to $90 worth of children's books. Would that be considered "bulk"? Thank You.
A: Bulk is taking an inordinate number books in one fell swoop thus depriving others of the opportunity to shop as well. Visually it looks like hogging an entire section...
Q: What's scanning?
A: Scanning is using an electronic scanner to read bar codes, which indicates the value of the book on the used book market. Many dealers use them to quickly work through a number of books in order to purchase only those that have a good re-sale value for their business.
Q: I'm wondering if the sale on 8/22 is free admissions or is there a fee? Also, I read the blog site and wondering what type of bags are allowed to be used to hold our books? And is there a limit to how many books each person will be allowed to purchase?
A: Admission to the sale is free. Over the shoulder bags, grocery bags, boxes, are all okay -- just no backpacks. In our past Semi-Annual sales we limited childrens books purchases to 40 books per day per individual. We haven't set a limit at present for this sale, but if we see someone being really greedy, we reserve the right to ask them to limit their purchases. We're hoping we don't have to set an actual limit -- that people will self-regulate.
Keep these great questions coming! E-mail us!