Every time I get a little money, I am on my way. Breath baited like an alcoholic with the shakes. Blood spinning faster than a compulsive gambler's at the poker table. I got an itch deeper than a junkie's. I'M GOING TO THE DOLLAR TREE, BABY! The skies part, the sun shines and the birds are singing.
You find all manner of things at The Dollar Tree and because of the economy, all manner of people. Rich ones, poor ones, smart ones, dumb ones --all looking for cans of tuna for 69 cents.
Most everything else is a buck: make up, dishes, pork rinds and my favorite--books~! Yes, you can find hardback books at The Dollar Tree! Yes some are religious in nature, many are political but my golden finds are the literary under-appreciated- A collection of early short stories by Edna Ferber, The Journal of Joyce Carol Oates--can you believe it?
Sometimes .I will drive to the other part of town to the bigger Dollar Tree and see their book selection--I'm rarely disappointed. Then I will read my glorious Ferber short stories and my Oates writing angst becoming inspired to write myself. I will then get in my car and go back to The Dollar Tree to get notebooks, two, three, maybe five...