I went to Half Price Books today to pick up a critical/craft-intensive book for my Creative Writing class. We had a list of suggested books, but we were not limited to that list. I am not well-versed in books about writing, so I figured I would stick to the suggestions. I spent a long time reading back covers and flipping through first pages, so if you saw a black-clad girl sitting on the floor of the Half Price Books on Northwest Highway, that was probably me.
I ended up buying two books, because I couldn’t decide without reading more reviews. I think the first will be very helpful to me, but I didn’t think it fit the purposes of this assignment well. So, congratulations on winning first runner up, Making Shapely Fiction. I’m looking forward to working on some of the writing exercises in this book, and the A-Z dictionary looks intriguing.
But the real winner is…
Yes, this was one of the books suggested in our materials. That probably means it’s worthwhile, right? It certainly looks helpful, judging from reviews I’ve seen. And I’m a voracious reader, so this may well be the book for me.
Plus, the cover is really pretty.
I had a nice little moment when I was paying for my purchases. The cashier, an older man (older than me, anyway), asked me if I was going to become a writer. I said “I already am! I’m just… honing my craft.” I felt really good saying that, as I’ve had trouble calling myself a writer in the past. I guess I’m finally owning it now.
Oh, and it turned out that the cashier introduced slam poetry in Dallas and his poetry group (team?) won a world championship. So you never know who is selling you books these days!