Before I hopped the counter and became a producer of books instead of a curator, I was a librarian. The full on Library Science degree from the University of Wisconsin – Madison sort. The sort that worked in a campus library with the really old books, getting story ideas for what would eventually become the basis for the novel, The Bookminder.
Lately, I’ve been taking excursions, day trips, to libraries to whom I can reach out personally. I drop off copies of my novel–sometimes signing the library copy, depending on whether or not we judge it a risk to the collection to write in a book!–and thoroughly enjoy myself with the places I get to see. Every library is different. And each has something neat to offer.
Below is a sampling of the sights I took in this past Monday while “on tour.” The librarian came home to roost . . . even if it was only for a few hours . . . and even if it was exam week.
Here’s to you, my Alma Mater!