It's one of my favorite things to do in a new town. Besides the fact that it opens up a world of books I can read without buying, it always makes me feel somewhat invested in a community. When I have a library card, I'm a part of something. I belong here.
For someone that's moved around a lot in her life, that's a big deal.
So to the library I went:
I actually caught this picture as I was leaving, from inside my car (hence the blur/reflection...it may be Halloween, but that's no ghost). I don't have power windows, and it was weird enough that I was stopping to take a picture. I didn't feel like putting my car in park and leaning over to unroll the window. That might have crossed the weirdness line a little too far.
Anywho, back to what matters:
So. Many. Books. So. Much. Happy.
Since I'm back on The List (I'll finish Real Sex eventually...I couldn't find it for a while this morning so I moved on), I went straight to the W's. I started reading A Handful of Dust several months ago, then left it on a plane to Atlanta, never to be recovered. I'd really like to get back into it soon.
Alas. Several books by Evelyn Waugh, but not the one I want, so I requested it through interlibrary loan. There are only two copies in the whole Austin Public Library system, and nobody else was looking for it. Neither the librarian nor I were particularly surprised. Also, Evelyn is a man. Yeah, I know. Some people's parents are SO WEIRD.
It's going to take a few days to travel across the city, so I picked up a couple of other books to read in the meantime: Tender is the Night by F. Scott Fitzgerald and The Sun Also Rises by Ernest Hemingway. You know, just a little light bedtime reading.
The librarian commented that I was picking up all the classics. She asked if I was in school. I said no, I'm reading these because I never read them in school. The other woman in line snorted, and the librarian congratulated me on my dedication.
Um, yeah, we'll see about that. No telling how long this is going to take me.
No comments:
Post a Comment