Sunday Scribblings: Collections


I have always considered myself NOT a collector. My mother was into fabrics and crafts. She has a large mobile home filled with stuff. She would collect rags so that she could make rugs.

In my case, I have had to be able to stuff my few clothes and things into a few bags and off I would go (that was when I was in the Navy).

However, I cannot claim non-collector status anymore. I have bookcases in the bedrooms. I have piles of TBR (to-be-read) books on my writing table. And, I have piles of books to give to the library.

Yes, I am a bibliophile. A collector, yes?

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About Cyn Bagley

My life is a mixture of travel, jobs, and disease. You can find some of my novels on amazon.com under the name Cyn Bagley.
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