A Free Service that Returns Library Books for You!

Top left of image: Overdrive App

Top left of image: Overdrive App


The Overdrive app is one of my favorite things ever. It’s a free app that you can use with your Public Library card to check out books and read them on Kindle.

Here’s a list of some of the books I’ve read from my library for free using the Overdrive app:

Wanderlust by Rebecca Solnit. The 4-Hour Workweek by Tim Ferris, Unsheltered by Barbara Kingsolver, Principles by Ray Dalio, How to Change Your Mind by Michael Pollan, A Colony In A Nation by Chris Hayes, Educated by Tara Westover, Hamilton the Revolution by Lin Manuel Miranda, The Golden Compass by Philip Pullman, Men Explain Things to Me by Rebecca Solnit, The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho, A Tale For the Time Being by Ruth Ozeki, An Anthropologist on Mars by Oliver Sacks… the list goes on.


Everytime I hear of a good book, I open up my Overdrive app and put it on my Wishlist, then when I need another book to read I just open up my wishlist and see what is available for checkout. Now I always have a book in my pocket wherever I go and I can keep on getting nerdier and nerdier.

The amazing thing about Overdrive , other than it being always free, is that the books return themselves. Since I started using Overdrive, I have never paid a late fee for my books, and when I check out the book again, my highlights and notes are still there.

This is amazing.

You’re welcome.


Pie Chart On Getting Published

Getting published is hard work. Enjoy this pie chart to learn more.

Getting Published

*actual data from submitting a collection of 5 of my own poems to 30 publications. sarahmorganstory.com

Poet, mónica teresa ortiz, at Malvern Books, Austin, TX

mónica teresa ortiz  reads from   autobiography of a semiromantic anarchist    Malvern Books, Austin, TX (March 2019)

mónica teresa ortiz reads from autobiography of a semiromantic anarchist

Malvern Books, Austin, TX (March 2019)

…so now we love in silence, and we pretend that there ain't a body buried between us. mónica teresa ortiz

In her book, autobiography of a semiromantic anarchist, mónica teresa ortiz digs up bones of ancestors and of Queerness and exposes these bare remains both past and present.

I can relate to the anxious feeling of fear ortiz mentioned (visiting home near the cemetery), and the feeling that death isn't just something for the end, but something lived with every day, where unmarked graves of violence, trauma, and Otherness litter the sidewalks. The act of writing their epitaphs together, of marking their headstones, gives us all rest from the tiresome daily grind these deaths burden us with. I am grateful to ortiz—for tending the garden of unmarked graves. She has inspired me to do the same.