#bookmarket

[myzzjolanda]

So I went to the bookmarket in Deventer, The Netherlands today and I'm quite happy with the books I found. I found all the books pictured below for just €33,50!

For people who can't view the pictures for any reason, the books are:

Agatha Christie - Waarom Evans niet? (Original title: 'Why didn't they ask Evans?')

Agatha Christie - De Wraakgodin (Original title: 'Nemesis')

Stieg Larsson - Mannen die vrouwen haten (Original title: 'Män som hatar kvinnor', in English called 'The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo')

Eric van Lustbader - Het Testament

Terry Pratchett - De Kleur van Toverij (Original Titel: 'The Colour of Magic')

Andy McDermott - The Covenant of Genesis

Poul Anderson - The Gods laughed

Added them to my (already way to long) tbr-list, and can't wait to read them!

[yukicarlsson]

How my Debut Novel Became a Best-Seller and Why The Book Market is Broken.

[thebookshelfmonster]

📚Spui Book Market at Spui Square, Amsterdam.📚 Originally a body of water, Spui was filled in in 1882 and is the ‘cultural books square of the Netherlands’ today. Every Friday, 25 booksellers sell old, rare, second hand and out of print books at this square in the heart of the old city of Amsterdam. Notably, the Spui Square also houses three big book stores in Amsterdam: the Athaenaem Boekhandel, the American Book Centre and Waterstones. #bookstagram #bookstagramnl #bookstagrammer #bookblogger #bookshopsofinstagram #bookshopping #bookmarket #boekhandel #booktour #bookstagramtogether #bookstreet #streetphotography #streetgrammer #travelgram #booktravel #fridaymarket #weekendgetaway #travelideas #dateideas #traveltips #cityexplore #exploreamsterdam #amsterdamlife (at Boekenmarkt Op 'T Spui, Amsterdam) https://www.instagram.com/p/CmHxqCGLWNu/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[juliebcampbell]

My half of the Perspective series table is all packed and ready to go (thank goodness for co-authors!).✨ Can't wait for the @barriepubliclibrary Local Author Book Market to start at 2pm (to 4pm)💜 See you there!!! #barrie #bookmarket #localauthor https://www.instagram.com/p/CltYntdL5KF/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[easythingstosay]

🇧🇷 Como leitora, algo que nunca pode faltar são marca páginas! E olha como esses são fofos!! . 🇺🇸🇬🇧 As a reader, something that cannot be missing are bookmarks. And look at how these are cute!! Thank you @jointhecreativeside ! * * * #bookstagram #bookworm #booklover #bookish #booknerd #bookaddict #bookme #bookaholic #booklove #BookNow #bookstagrammer #booklovers #booksofinstagram #bookblogger #bookstagramfeature #booknerdigans #bookishfeatures #bookmarks #bookmarket #bookmarker #bookmarking (at Augsburg, Germany) https://www.instagram.com/p/ClOSCRBD1qM/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[smithpublicity]

What to Do Before You Write a Book

Writing a book is a big undertaking but one that excites many people. If you've been bitten by the bug, have writing skills, and want to become an author, now is the time to take the plunge. Success lies in an organized, systematic approach, from writing to your final book publicity campaign. In many ways, the preparation process – what you do before you begin writing – can be the most crucial. It's when you identify your target audience and likely readers; being clear on them helps you write a book that will sell and interest its intended audience. Doing some research will help from the start.

One of the ways to better understand your target readers is to benchmark against what they're already reading. Your book will do best when it feeds their interest and is a logical next step (or an intelligent leap) from what's doing well in the marketplace today. People buy books to learn or be entertained; it's even better if you can do both. As you finalize your book and work with an editor and cover designer, they'll want to understand your target audience. Clarity at all process phases and sticking with your plan will pay off. Settling on the correct title and cover design also matters significantly.

A book's title is obviously crucial for many reasons. Get it right, and you will help your project become a success. For nonfiction writers, seasoned publicists also point out that subtitles are vital. They explain the book clearly to prospective buyers, reviews, the media, and librarians. Titles can shake things up and be surprising as long as they relate to the topic and the subtitle clearly explains your book's content. Part of settling on a title is a spontaneous and intuitive process, but it's also a strategic decision. Your editor can also help with opinions and suggestions. It's a process you may find enjoyable ultimately.

When it comes time to market your book, you'll want to plan an effective publicity program. It will definitely include online promotional activities like posting to your social media. You'll also want to seek traditional medic coverage in most cases. Newer media channels like podcasting and blogging also hold promise. They're accessible and reach niche audiences that may be very interested in you and your book's topic. When combined with other carefully selected marketing tactics, you'll improve your chances of reaching target readers with news of your book's publication; it will help spark sales.

Business Name:- Smith Publicity, Inc.

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Phone:-  856-489-8654

[woodenbowls]

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Flocked

by John Hesler

Imagine a world where birds have evolved so much they can no longer fly - instead they all live in houses in towns and take a plane if they want to travel! Young daydreamer, Jack, has never really fitted in and, as his school Careers Day looms, he starts to question why he should follow the life path that he has been told to. In the Bird Kingdom every species has a rigidly prescribed career: sparrows like Jack must become mechanics, blue jays become beauticians, cranes have to go into construction, ducks are drivers, owls form the police force and parrots become teachers, etc. The problem is, ever since he was little, Jack has dreamed of being a pilot - a job reserved for hawks. Despite the ridicule of his classmates and the put downs from his teachers, Jack's longing to fly a plane keeps growing and then one fateful day, he thinks the unthinkable - I can break the mould! At first Jack is ridiculed for his attempts to achieve his dream but he is no quitter, and his maverick spirit sets him off on an incredible adventure.

[yourcprcrn]

"If I catch you, I fuck you"

Zade Meadows, Haunting Adeline by H.D. Carlton

[thoughts-streaming-out]

"Butterflies and Peppermint" available Globally on Amazon 💜

[no-only-book]

⚘ Milking Farm Morning Glory

[jandkwriting]

Part of a movie poster style ad that Kristina made to hang in a local coffee shop. Would you stop to find out more? #bookmarketing #movieposter #bookposter #trialsoftheinnermost #sciencefiction #sciencefantasy #enemiestoloversbooks #onebedtrope #lgbtqreads #epicfantasy #tidallylocked #totibook #acerepresentation #asexualcharacter #asexual #mlmromance #mlm #bicharacter #bibooks #bisexual #multiplepov #chosenone #reluctanthero #2023debuts #scifireads #bookish #readersofinstagram https://www.instagram.com/p/Cqu-zPrgRLS/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[texshire-books]

An Excerpt from The Professor

A romantic story of hot lesbian sex by Anietta Strong

Penny

I’m standing in the corner, or one of several, I am naked and looking over I can see Lucy in another corner. As we were instructed, before being sent upstairs to prepare, we both have our hands on our head. My legs are parted too. I’m very nervous, this is way outside my comfort zone despite my brazen comments. At least I know it’s an act. Until very recently when I invited Michael back to stay the night, any romantic involvement was unheard of. Now I’ve ventured into new territory, testing something I’ve always wondered about myself. Did I like people of my own sex in a sexual way? I’d seen the cut down shorts in a charity shop, at 50p buying them wasn’t likely to break the bank but their effect when I’d worn them tonight had been electric. I’d never been quite sure when Miriam had moved in. The cottage next to mine had remained empty for years and I’d watched it slowly deteriorate. I couldn’t believe it when it suddenly went up for sale and was bought swiftly. Miriam didn’t look the type, but I could see she was unhappy, frequently deep in thought. I used to walk a lot at night, being out amongst the stars. I frequently passed close to her house after she’d moved in and I could hear her crying. She had obviously lost someone special and I so wished I could have comforted her.

I got to know her and I soon realised she had dropped out of society. She didn’t talk much about her past although she did mention she used to teach modern history at a London university. She mentioned her intention to start a small holding, try her hand at niche products such as cheeses made from sheep and goat’s milk. She even considered getting a small herd of buffalo, to make mozzarella, bocconcini, ricotta, feta, and halloumi cheeses. I soon talked her out of that! A few milking cows were a handful, but buffalo! She wasn’t bothered about getting her hands dirty either, she helped with milking and it was then I gradually started to have other feelings too. The main of which was was one of dependency. Then came the book. Michael had stayed over and was cooking breakfast, she arrived flushed and excited – her book had been accepted for publication. Our worlds changed from that day onward and it had culminated in me kissing her. Why? I didn’t know why or what to expect, but my actions this morning had brought me back later when her car pulled up. I wore a short tight-fitting dress and nothing else whatsoever underneath and now, hours later I was standing naked in her bedroom awaiting her attention.

‘That’s what I like to see, a nice plump bottom ready for spanking, except there are two now. How lucky can I get.’ Miriam announced her arrival. A shiver ran down my back. I’d never been spanked. My mother was strict but I never received as much as a slap across my legs. The fact I was naked was a telling factor, I had no doubts as to where that forthcoming spanking was to be directed. I knew Miriam was moving closer. I turned my head to look across at Lucy who was looking back at me. ‘Keep your nose pressed into the corner young lady, don’t look at her. You need to do the same Lucy, you’re in enough trouble as it is!’ I felt both hands cup my cheeks. I knew my bottom was tight and muscular. All those hours of toil had firmed my glutes. ‘I’ve thought about the possibility of this moment arising ever since I saw your rear end for the first time. You were bending over and I’ve taken a keen interest in it ever since. In fact, you knew that didn’t you Penny, I know you have recently put it on display even more haven’t you?’ I had, I’d caught her looking several times and as a result I’d posed in a way to place it in prime position.

‘Yes, Miriam.’ She now prised my cheeks apart and slid several fingers deep between.

‘Clench your cheeks.’ I did and she slid her hand back out.

‘I told Lucy you could crack a walnut between your cheeks. It was clearly an exaggeration but I’m going to compare your cheeks to those of Lucy whose are very cute but lacking in muscle tone. I’ll expect some improvement though, do you hear.’

‘Yes mummy.’ She answered. It seemed an odd reply, one I could understand in a way. Then a hand went between my legs. Untouched by human hand since a child. Now two hands had been there. Michael’s and now, extraordinary that of a woman. It wasn’t the touch of a doctor or gynaecologist either, this was sexual and I knew she was heading to the spot. Her fingers seemed to crawl through and then a finger reached my sensitive place. I shuddered and my knees went weak.

‘You masturbate don’t you? I saw you outside in sun, wind and rain. I never saw anyone else at your house, you rarely went out so I did wonder how you satisfied your sexual needs, a young woman with racing hormones, needing a solution to her arousal. Well?’ My God, this woman didn’t let up!

‘Yes, Miriam I do. In fact, after I kissed you this morning I went back home and I rubbed my spot until I had the ultimate feeling.’ I answered truthfully. I heard a giggle from Lucy. She was laughing at my naivety.

‘You mean you rubbed your clitoris until you climaxed. We all do it Penny including Lucy who will get two extra cane strokes for being hurtful.’

‘Yes mummy, I’m sorry Penny.’

‘Apology accepted.’ I replied. Miriam removed her hand and moved away. I wondered what was now going to happen. I didn’t have to wait long

‘Come here Penny.’ Miriam spoke in her soft but powerful voice. I turned and she was seated on the bed, halfway along it’s length. I moved towards her and stood legs apart before her. My pubes were at her eye level. ‘I sensed you were a redhead at heart. In the sunlight I often saw the colour of spun gold in your hair. It’s more pronounced further down.’ She tugged at my shaggy mound. ‘Do you like pubic hair, I used to but when stray grey hairs appeared I started to shave. Young Lucy shaves, don’t you?’ Miriam asked to which her now standard reply was returned.

‘Yes mummy.’

‘I’ve never considered them. I’ve seen pictures of naked women and their areas were shaven. I assumed it was so more of herself was visible to the person looking?’ I answered.

‘Personally, I prefer the pubic and vaginal area shaven, or certainly trimmed short. Some women have hair running between their cheeks, even part way up their back. Obviously, it’s a choice you have to make, it’s your body. Turn around, part your legs wide and bend over, lets see if this applies to you.’ I was horrified!

‘I can’t, you’d see everything, including my bum hole!’ I bleated. My mother always told me it was a disgusting place and only certain men had any interest in it.’

‘Bum hole? You can call it that in your home Penny, but in my home, you use it’s correct name, anus. It’s your anus and below it is your vagina and yes, you will be exposing both to my gaze, it’s the whole reason for the exercise.’ I felt a shiver run down my spine again, this woman’s voice could cut glass, she sounded too strict for me to consider disobeying her. She aroused me.

‘I realise that Miriam, but even so, it’s something I’ve never even considered. It’s so embarrassing, so humiliating.’ I tried to reason. I glanced across at Lucy who looked sympathetic. I realised she’d been here too.

‘I did say downstairs, that staying and playing with the grown ups would be that step up. You don’t have to do anything you don’t like.  Lucy, and I make complete love, no holds barred, nothing is off the table. We both have the same red lines, that of safety and human values. But ours is always consensual. If you feel you cannot do this, then it’s best you get dressed and go home.’ There it was, an ultimatum. I’d come this far and I’d been sexually aroused to levels unheard of with Michael. I knew I had to stay. I turned around parted my legs still further and bent over until my fingers touched the carpet. I felt my sticky buttocks part and cold air invaded what was then exposed to her. ‘There, that wasn’t too bad, was it?’ It was too late to argue. Everything was gaping, so nothing was now left to the imagination. Then horror. ‘Lucy, would you like to come and assist me. I can’t see very well where I’m looking with her tangle of distinctive red hair so I feel I need a second opinion.’ I went to argue but decided I’d only get the same response and I’d find myself alone in bed with no certainty Michael would be round later. I sensed movement and then I saw a pair of bare feet had arrived. Lucy’s body now pressed against my back, so there was no chance I could stop them now. I felt hands grasp each cheek and pull then open so wide I felt I might split.

‘No Miriam, I agree, Penny is clear of hair, or between her cheeks anyway, I can’t say the same for her vagina though.’ I felt a finger touch my anus, it was a strange word, new to me, but one I imagined I’d have to adopt now. Then a shock, hot lips pressed down and what I assumed to be a flicking pointed tongue was working its way around that area before it came to rest at its centre.

‘Oh my God, don’t stop, that feels so nice.’ I murmured with a trembling voice.

‘I think Penny is lesbian don’t you Lucy?’ I heard Miriam’s voice and her hot breath invading me as she spoke.

‘I do, would you like me to come over and shave you?’ Lucy then asked. I wondered if Miriam might object. There was none and all the action between my cheeks was rhythmic licking

‘I’ve never considered it but yes, if you don’t mind. Tomorrow?’ I suggested.

‘I’ll have to ask mummy if I can come out to play though.’ I couldn’t believe what I’d got myself into but I wasn’t complaining.

‘Yes, so long as you don’t stay too long. You get overtired and irritable.’ Well, I’d just heard the green light given. Then the mood changed and Miriam pulled away. My anus now felt cold as its wetness was exposed to the air. ‘Would you be so kind as to help Penny into the wheelbarrow position for her spanking.’ Lucy moved away and I stood up. Next, I was told to get on my knees and Lucy helped me climb up to straddle Miriam’s waist as she sat on the bed. A soft pillow was tossed down to rest my head upon. I was exposed once again but now in a position I understood from its description. ‘I’m now going to smack your bottom. I must admit I’ve looked forward to this moment.’ Miriam announced. I’d never been as much as slapped, I felt nothing but trepidation. ‘Are you ready?’ She asked. I didn’t feel I’d ever be ready, but I didn’t know what else to say.

‘Yes Miriam.’ I felt Miriam’s warm hand pat my cheeks then it was raised and brought down firmly.

SMACK!

‘Owww!’ I squealed. It stung. The blows continued. Smack after smack rained down on both cheeks and then round my flanks. I started to cry, then scream. It was relentless. Then it stopped and the same hand that had hurt so much was rubbing me, straying between my legs and seeking out my spot I now knew was my clitoris. Another pair of hands arrived and I felt cream being squeezed from a tube and rubbed into my burning cheeks. The pain had gone and now replaced by something much nicer. Miriam’s finger went to work on me and I started to get a very familiar feeling, but one which was building into something far greater than I’d ever experienced. The rubbing increased in intensity and another finger was on my anus. Between the two I felt unimaginable pleasure and it had reached a stage where there was to be no return. I breathed in deeply and let out a shattering roar as my climax took me over the cliff.

I’m downstairs now, we decided to have a break. We all sat around the kitchen table in matching towelling robes, mine a spare, but Miriam suggested getting our respective initials placed on each, as she anticipated we’d all three meet quite often.

‘I don’t do jealousy and if we all stick to that rule we will get along. I don’t think you’ll ever be in doubt you are lesbian do you Penny?’ Miriam asked. It was a question I didn’t answer before my mobile phone pinged to say I’d had a text message. I read it and placed the phone down dismissively. ‘I bet he’s cancelled?’ Miriam asked.

‘That obvious, was it?’ I replied.

‘I suspect you had your doubts all along.’ Lucy added.

‘I know, but it still hurts. So, what do I do now, I can’t muscle into your relationship, much as I’d like to. I can’t lock myself away like Miss Havisham in Dickens’s Great Expectations can I!’ I replied, irritated.

‘When I moved here, obviously heartbroken, I left it a few weeks and I started checking on Fetlife and there was to my surprise a kink group for lesbian women in the area. It has 50 members. I don’t think a vanilla relationship will cut it for you, so I suggest you check them out. I’ll give you the contact details. Our bed upstairs is plenty big enough for four, so, if you strike gold and find a nice girl of similar age to yourself, certainly not my age, then bring her along. She’ll need to have a cute arse though!’

‘That is news to me, but it just proves what a sheltered life I’ve led until now.’ I replied.

‘I bet you’ve never cum like that in your life!’ Miriam suggested.

‘Are you kidding! At one stage when I was midway through my climax, I thought my insides were dropping out’ I realised now, what made me take off into orbit was when Lucy had leaned down between my parted cheeks and licked me too. That, together with what Miriam was doing took me onto a new level and while Michael’s cock was very nice, what these two women were doing between them while I was trapped had given me pleasure in a way he couldn’t achieve if he tried between now and kingdom come. I was hooked line and sinker!

‘How’s your bottom?’ Miriam asked.

‘Warm!’ I replied.

‘Good, that is how it should be.’ She then asked me a question. ‘What are your plans now Michael isn’t coming, only I have plans for Lucy and I feel you shouldn’t be present.’ I felt a little like I was being dismissed.

‘I have things I can do, plus I have to be up just after five for milking, can I be nosy and ask what those plans are?’ Miriam looked at Lucy who looked back sheepishly.

‘Lucy and I have some issues to deal with which involves corporal punishment. I’m not sure you should be present, but that depends on you and whether Lucy minds you being here. It’s going to get very personal and very emotional.’ I was aware she’d mentioned caning Lucy, but I wasn’t totally sure she meant it. I wondered about the wisdom of remaining, I would feel like a voyeur or at least an intruder into something very private.

‘I’d like her to stay.’ Lucy announced. ‘She can comfort me.’ I was more than shocked. I was totally amazed.

‘I prefer you didn’t, do you mind? We can catchup tomorrow, besides Lucy has a little task to perform.’ I’d forgotten the shaving. I wondered about the wisdom of doing that. I loved my little red bush. I sensed tension in the room, possibly one borne out of fear. I didn’t know what was going to happen but I sensed there was a score to settle. I didn’t want to sit in the middle of something only two out of our trio could resolve so I got up, made my excuses, and went upstairs to dress.

[wistariaevelinabooks]

Happy Holidays! My novel, Living with the Invisible Ones - The Story of Aine and Roisin, ebook format will be on sale until 03 January 2023. The ebook is discounted down to just $3.50USD! Use code: YULETIDINGS at ko-fi, BNPYULE2022 at Barnes & Noble (starting Saturday December 24). No code is necessary at GooglePlay, Lulu, Kobo or Amazon.

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Or search with ISBN 9798986874524, or by the subtitle: The Story of Aine and Roisin, or by the author name, Wistaria Evelina MacTully.

[critically-nerdy]

I LIVE! I haven’t been on this hell scape in ages! Oh how I missed the non-cropped images! aNY who - I started my freshman year at ArtCenter! And finals are finally coming to an end - so, I finally have time to post some of the art I’ve made this year! Starting w/ a cover mock-up for one of my all time favorites!

[stoertebeker]

Talking with my father about my book project leaves 6 dead 23 wounded

[i78s]

Be kind or leave others in peace🍃💖.