Reading Books Job Novels & Stories

“She told me she looks forward to her quiet time at home.” “Yes. She always has her nose in a book when she’s not entertaining the children at the library.” “Is that what her job is?” He hadn’t thought to ask anything about it before. “It’s one of her jobs. She also updates the card catalogue, puts books back on the shelves and orders new books. Sometimes someone will come in looking for a certain book but they can’t remember the name of it, and as soon as they start describing it, she can name the title. I don’t know how she does it. It’s her gift I guess. She has an excellent memory.” “Apparently, she is well liked.” He was pleased by the observation. She was a completely different person

"I moved here from across town. I used to come this way to eat at the Jewel a few times a week and to visit my sisters. I think I just decided to sacrifice proximity to work for proximity to family. It was a smart move." "What do you do?" "I work for a publishing company converting books to Braille. We work with a lot of instructional manuals, and teaching aids, but also on demand. If someone wants the latest Stephen King novel then we will convert it for them." "Do you like doing that type of work?"

Rood looked at her in astonishment. “Oh yes, I do. I’ve read all of your books.” Doris felt the heat of excitement rising behind her ears. “Why at the library I work has...” “Library?” Rood looked at her intently. “You... work in a library?” “Oh... er, I mean...” Doris blushed red. “I mean... I do this part time...” “Ha! But you said this is your first time at this earlier....” Rood laughed aloud. “So the Library job isn’t all that lucrative...”

he asks. “About what?” “As a job.” “Oh. Didn’t you read my bio?” He laughs. “No.” “Right. I’m a book reviewer.” “Oh, cool. What kind of books?” “Sci-fi and fantasy novels.” “Nice.” He finishes off his beer and puts the glass on the bar.

When I woke up it was already mid-afternoon, I quickly found something to eat to fill my empty stomach and continued reading the book that I had not finished yesterday. After reading a book for a while, I immediately took out my phone to surf social networks, and accidentally saw a friend of mine looking for an employee for a bookstore. I was very leisurely now. If I found a job to do, that was great. Selling books was not too hard work, I could also read books when the store had no guests. What a perfect job for me right now!

Maybe it was because most of the men she knew worked in real estate or some other kind of sales. "And you?" he prodded. "I'm a librarian." She laughed at the look on his face. "I know. I get that same expression from everyone. But I majored in library science and being the head librarian in a small town is a great job." And gave her time to research her special projects, especially the one that drew her interest since she'd found the strange, almost ancient book in the attic. "Maybe you can recommend some good books for me." "Sure." She stacked the candy and disposed of the bag. "Let me know what you like to read and I'll make up a list for you."

Just me, sitting there like a decorative piece in his office. At some point, I got up and went to him, hoping to at least get something to do. But nope. All I got was a vague You’ll get a task soon and back to silence. Then, after all that waiting, Daniel walked in, dumped a pile of books on my desk, and left with a smile like he hadn’t just ruined my day. A note on top read: You should read all of this in two weeks. I stared at it in disbelief. I got a job just to sit here and read storybooks?

No one wants to read in the library anymore, maybe just for research. Only a few people were in the library. Samantha was good with that. She didn't have to meet a lot of people. Her job was simple. She just had to issue a library card to people and take inventory of the books lent out. She was glad when they called her a week ago to resume. She finally got a job. The pay was fine. She could get used to a minimalist life.

She made it through her classes, her mind half-distracted by the thought of the job. As soon as the final lecture ended, she wasted no time heading to the address listed on the pamphlet. The bookstore was tucked away in a quiet corner of the city, small but inviting. A bell chimed softly as she stepped inside, the scent of old books filling her lungs. An older man with kind eyes looked up from behind the counter. “You’re here for the job?” he asked. “Yes,” Amara nodded. “If it’s still available.” He studied her for a moment, as if assessing something deeper than her words. Then, he smiled. “Tell me, do you love books?”

" She said with a sigh as she got up from bed. "There is no reason for me to be this despondent. I need to start saving for you if I am going to be able to afford taking care of you after all. Luckily I have gotten a job as a library attendant as my only job is to arrange books and sign them out. It's quite quiet and not at all similar to the boisterous workplace I am used to, in Mr Adrian company. She picked up her hand bag as she took her phone and house keys from the stand where she placed it.