Thursday, February 16, 2012

Perks of the job

At the library we received a huge donation of books. Some were usable, some were not. But I did make one great find: a re-usable book cover.














It is just the right size to fit around your basic paperback. I can use it for keeping books nice while I am reading them. It has little clear plastic sleeves on the inside for holding the covers. And even a book mark!





This is particularly good if I am borrowing a paperback that I don't want to get scratched up. Or if I am reading one of my Regency Jane Austen knock-offs. They always have such horrible covers. This will make me feel classy.


And the design is subtle - not too loud. But when you look close, it really is quite lovely.
















What a nice find!

Thursday, December 15, 2011

Oh, gross!


I think I just threw up a little.

Monday, November 7, 2011

Fresh off the book truck . . .


Does this title strike anyone else as slightly ironic?

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Go read a banned book!




Happy banned book week! To celebrate you could follow the Polite Librarian's suggestion. Or support the online Children's Book Art Auction to Support Free Speech for Kids' by the American Booksellers. Click here to learn more. Or checkout (did you catch that pun?) the ALA site and have fun looking up which of your favorite books have been banned. Let's hear it for intellectual freedom!

Monday, August 15, 2011

An enjoyment to get greedy about





I am so going to make these for my next library potluck! Great idea from Hungry Happenings.

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Reina Del Cid rocks my world

The musician is Reina Del Cid. This is her original song, titled "Library Girl." I am just posting it because it is awesome and you should be exposed to it. Enjoy!




Lyrics:

Shelving books on the night shift
It takes some time, but I guess I like it
Dewey's decimals keep me company

Out the window, you are dancing
With those girls who can't stop laughing
Lip-gloss, too hot, fake-baked drama queens

You were drinking a margarita
I was reading My Antonia
I got to thinking that

I don't fit inside that world
And I'm not like those other girls
Oh no, I'm not, I think a lot
But please don't be afraid

Just 'cause I navigate the media
And use encyclopedias
It doesn't mean that I don't need
A boy just like you to talk to

Set my cup back on its saucer
At the coffee shop, reading Chaucer
With my iPod on my favorite track

The girls you're with get turtle lattes
Decaf, skim-based, extra frothy
But you and I both drink our coffee black

You were talking about ACDC
And I was playing my Puccini
I got to thinking that

Repeat Chorus

You can buy me a margarita
And I will lend you My Antonia
You can take me to ACDC
And I'll play you my Puccini
It doesn't matter that

I don't fit inside that world
I'm not like those other girls
Oh no, I'm not, I think a lot
But you are not afraid.

That I navigate the media
And use encyclopedias
It doesn't mean that I don't need
A boy just like you to talk to

Friday, July 15, 2011

Unexplainable? Maybe. Un-trackable to a librarian? Never!

Library folks are particular in their ways when it comes to data gathering and organizing. We like to be detailed and be clear, even regarding information that can defy precision. Can YOU catalog a football? A librarian can. Librarians apparently have a category and a way to track everything - including what is described (by the librarian) as "unexplainable".

So far, this is my favorite example of such quirkiness. Classic clear, precise explanation. And even an example of best methods. Fantastic. After you get past the giggling at how serious they take their instructions, have some fun poking around the rest of their blog.

Friday, July 8, 2011

I talk in my sleep

I have been told that I sometimes mumble when I sleep. Occasionally even talk a little bit. A little humorous, possibly annoying to my husband or sisters I have shared a room with before. But no big deal really.

Unless I slip upstairs at work to find a quiet study carrel for a quick rest of my eyes on my fifteen minute break. And then accidentally fall asleep. And wake myself up by talking in my sleep.

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Classy

I work in the library of a small, private, Catholic college. A representative of one of our book vendors came today to show the librarians a new database. To do so, he pulled up the Religion section of the the database as an example. He was surprised by something in the results. And in showing the Religion section to the Catholic college librarians, he used the name of Jesus as an exclamation.

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

This post was brought to you by the letter









Well, *oming into work today was TOTALLY worth my time.
I was running late anyway, whi*h always starts off the day on a high note. And then I hurry in and get settled at my desk. I try to log into Millennium (our library *atalog program). At whi*h point I find out that the letter * on my keyboard is no longer working. Just one letter. Arbitrarily the letter *
(Have you figured out whi*h letter it is yet?)
You might think that you *an get around using this letter. And I was able to do so through one rather strenuous and stilted sounding email sent to my *ampus te*h support desk. (An email that has not been responded to yet. Sadly I had to resort to a follow up phone*all. That always makes me feel like a te*hno-phobe who *an’t even send an email for help. But really, I just *an’t get a response.) Anyway. You *an get around using the letter *. For a while. I don’t spend a lot of my work day writing about animals (*ows, *i*kens, *rusta*ians, *anaries) or pie flavors (*o*onut, pea*h, *herry, *ho*olate). However, it is a useful letter.
In fa*t, not having use of the letter * has shown me that it is a*tually the unsung workhorse of the alphabet. You *annot re*eive, pro*ess, or *orre*t anything without the letter *. I *annot sear*h for book titles – whi*h is most of what I do all day long. I either sear*h for books online to pri*e quote or pur*hase. Or I sear*h our library *atalog to see if a book is on the shelf, lost, or *he*ked out. YOU try using a library *atalog without the letter *!
And of *ourse, as I figured out five se*onds into my morning, I *annot log into most of my programs or internet vendor *he*kout *arts without the letter *. But I don’t work entirely on the *omputer all day, every day. I do have other a*tivities, I mean, tasks. So what else do I do?
I pro*ess invoi*es. Blast! Not only *an I not spell pro*ess or invoi*e without the letter *, but I *an’t log into Millennium to do so. Neither has the other half of my shipment arrived. I thought it would *ome yesterday afternoon. It didn’t. And this morning’s mail delivery *ame and went with no new boxes of books for me. I *an’t pro*ess new books if there are none here to pro*ess.
So I sort through the latest build-up of *atalogs. It is my job to sort and route relevant book and media *atalogs tot ea*h individual librarian for the subje*ets that they sele*t and pur*hase books for. It is a little tedious, so I usually put it off for a while. And after the holiday, I really anti*ipated a huge sta*k to have to re*y*le . . .er . . . *arefully sort and route. Of *ourse I don’t just toss half of them on sight. Why do you ask? Hmmm, strange. There are relatively few *atalogs. Ok, so that only took five minutes. I know, I will re-do the display! There is a bulletin board outside my *ubi*le. I use it to post interesting multi-subje*t *atalogs. So everyone *an see them.
So I set up a display of independent film post*ards, fliers, and *atalogs. I also usually send an email to the librarians when a new display goes up. But how to do so without using the letter *? I de*ide to use an * instead (as I have also *leverly done here as well). I add a P.S. to let them know that I am not really trying to *urse at them all through inter-offi*e email. Good thing the group email address for the library staff does not start with the letter *, or I would not have been able to pull it up.
Now what? (Fingers drumming on the table top.)
Am I really dead in the water with 5 ½ hours to go? And how on earth did I fill up the last 2 hours? Oh yes, *hasing down the helpdesk for a new keyboard. That still hasn’t arrived. I *ould *all ba*k and offer to pi*k it up from them myself. But I really don’t want to *all and pester them again and be that person. My whole day has ground to a halt all be*ause of one stupid, little key, one 1.5 *entimeter square pie*e of plasti*. What do I do for the rest of my day?
I guess I will write a blog post. You all don’t mind going without the letter *, do you?

Thursday, December 2, 2010

Gene Yang at Cal

Tonight I am going to go a book reading hosted by Cal Berkeley. The guest is Gene Yang. I am very excited. I will tell you all about it when I get back.

If you are in the area, check it out.

Monday, November 22, 2010

booksbooksbooksbooooookssssss

I have processed 230 books today. I am done.

Monday, November 1, 2010

Good Morning!

Just look and see what greeted me as I as prepared to leave for work this morning.
















Did you get a good look? No? Well here is another view just in case.

















Nope, nothing stolen.






















Just broken for the sheer fun of it.

And to think, I worried about not bringing out a towel in order to wipe off my frosted windows.

Friday, October 22, 2010

Library Humor

Since I am so busy and productive on Friday afternoons, I found this blog. Ah, me.
http://lovetheliberry.blogspot.com/

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Changes

Maybe it is because it is fall. Maybe because I am approaching the next decade mark in age. Maybe it is just me. But change is in the air.
I like change. Which is strange, given the basic description of my personality. I have a lot of public and personal anxieties. Change, generally, is rather hard for me to embrace. I find it difficult to learn new things. Changes in location leave me feeling homesick for things I can't quite pinpoint.
And yet I crave change. I WANT to to learn and try new things. I even want to move to new places. So I find I am often jump into something new, reel from the shock and absolute, shattering terror of facing something I have not done before and making eye contact with people I have not met before. But over the last ten years I have been following whatever it is in me that promises that I need to keep trying.
So what does that mean for you, blog reader? Well on the cosmetic level it means that the books in my LibraryThing widget will be changing (when I can face tackling the challenge). Yes, unbelievably, I already have and will continue to whittle down my book collection. Independently and now together, my husband and I have been moving towards wanting less stuff. And that has translated to a lot of old paperbacks going to the used bookstore.
Never fear. We will probably always have a few too many books. And I still need to get and get rid of the ones left at my mother's house (I haven't forgotten them, Mom!). We have kept favorites, or ones I know I will read in the next year. But now I will have a shelf that is available for rotation. I will most likely still buy books from the local bookstores. But then they will go back out when I am done with them.
What I am hoping is that this fresh outlook will migrate to the rest of my apartment. That we will get rid of all sorts of junk that is nice, but not necessary. I doubt that I will ever reach this point. But having breathing room - or a coat closet with only coats - would be nice.
And maybe a little more time for more regular posts . . . We'll see.

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

Oh, how I have grown

Back in high school and early college I worked at a small used bookstore. I applied for the job on the recommendation of Emily and Jenny, my two best friends who already worked there. And yes, it was exactly as awesome as it sounds. Since I have a penchant for old 1970’s era science fiction, paperback mysteries, and the kind of Erma Bombeck books and even YA fiction that most people read once and then get rid of – this was an ideal job for me. Yes, it was a little like an alcoholic working at a bar. I cannot tell you how exponentially that job affected my personal book collection – even accounting for the owner’s “customer first” policies regarding newly acquired books. For the most part, I had access to all sorts of terrific used books.

But occasionally there were specific titles we did not have. As an almost entirely used book store that relied on trade-ins for most of its new inventory, our selection was limited. It was a small store and the owner liked it that way. But it meant that chance determined whether or not we had a specific title on a particular day.

So my friends Jenny and Emily and I would all pack into a car and spend a Saturday afternoon trolling the other used book stores in a 50 mile radius. This was also just as awesome as it sounds. (As you can tell, we were some of the most popular kids at our high school.) But whether or not any of these stores had a specific book I wanted also depended on chance.

Around that time I began to hear radio advertisements for an online used and out of print book retailer: Alibris. In the mid-to-late 1990’s online booksellers had began to move in on the market. When I first heard the ads, the company was still new (It started in 1998. Yes I was finishing high school. Do your own math.) I remember going online and looking for titles that I hadn’t been able to find anywhere else.

I was very excited to locate a copy of a (very indulgent, very silly) gothic called Storm House. This was a book I remembered reading with my sister Laura. We had found it in one of the boxes of books that would make their way to our house from my grandmother’s house in Santa Paula. (Because if someone loves you, they share your books with you. My large Agatha Christie collection also exists due to this same wonderful grandmother.) But over the years, somehow we had lost Storm House. Finding it again after all these years was wonderful. More wonderful than the actual storyline. But hey, I wasn’t picky at ten years old.

My bookstore-working days are now over. Lucky me though, the city I live in seems to be a book heaven. I can reach seven used bookstores (including one exclusively for comics) in just a short bike ride from my home. And this is leaving out the four new bookstores and seven other used bookstores within a ten mile drive. And I won’t even mention that my library has six branches – all in a three mile radius of my home. Am I bragging? Oops!

However, I still occasionally rely on Alibris. I am currently trying to collect every Dorrie the Witch book written by Patricia Coombs. And with all of Alibris’s vendors, I still have access to the widest selection. I love that I can set my preferences by price, condition, seller rating or even date published. I can keep a running wish list of what I am waiting to buy. Yes, you may say all this is available on Amazon. And a lot of it is. But Alibris has the credibility of being independently owned. And although many of the sellers use both theses two vendors, somehow Alibris manages to still have a better variety of choices for most titles. And believe me – I have searched on both.

Which leads me to the original reason why I started this post. Last year I started a new job buying books for a small college library. (Say it with me now – it is as awesome as it sounds). Mostly I rely on large vendors to supply our library with the academic titles we need. However I am regularly asked to purchase a title that is, for one reason or another, hard to find. My first place to look is always Alibris. And I even get to use their super-cool “Alibris for Libraries” site to do so. Because I am now awesome and work in a library. I don’t have to shop at the same site as the rest of the lowly peons.

I like buying from Alibris because it is hands off enough to allow you to get your work done without pestering you to buy more stuff that you are not interested in. But it is also hands on enough that I can say I am on first name basis with their library customer service contact. I choose to pretend that this is not because of an ordering fiasco last December that may or may not have had anything to do with my accidentally ordering three different books twice. In any case, their customer service rep saved my para-professional tuckus. And she did so with graciousness and even good-humor.

However I do have to admit that I am not their exclusive favorite customer. As much as I feel that I am. The truth is: they lavish this kind of attention on all their customers. Every one of their library customers is on first name with the customer service rep.

When I started working in this position the library had used Alibris in the past. But not very often. In fact, since I started doing the purchasing, our library's orders with Alibris went up so dramatically that we got their attention.

Yes folks, today I met with a sales rep from Alibris. A sales rep who came specifically to visit me in order to discuss my purchasing needs and show me exciting options on their website. It may not be quite like being cool enough to meet the Beatles. But it is like being cool enough that their tour manager makes a personal visit in order to book a show at your location.

My book-cool cache just increased.

Wednesday, May 26, 2010

Mouse Guard Volume One: Fall 1152



(image source: Goodreads)

Hurray for the development of the graphic novel! Again, I don’t know that I think Graphic Novel is the best term. But is all I have, so it is what I will use. And such a broad term has allowed for the development of a wide variety of different and amazing creations.

Sometimes a good story needs to be told both visually and verbally (well, not out loud. Linguistically?). Anyway – in words and in pictures. Together. Sometimes I am looking for a comic. So I buy comics. Sometimes I want a book-book, so I get one of those. But frankly sometimes what I am looking for is a story. I think that there are some stories that just need both formats to tell their tale properly. Mouse Guard Volume One: Fall 1152 by David Petersen is one of those stories.

Let’s start with the art. Amazingly, this book is color throughout, not just on the cover. And the drawing style itself was lovely. The depth of the color, the design of the layout and perspectives, even the type and width of the outlines are all carefully crafted to create a woodsy, earthy mood from the outset. Petersen has mastered the technique of creating images that “tell” the way words do in a typical prose novel.

What pushes his book beyond others is that he also can use words just as effectively. The narration and dialog simply combine with the images, rather than just being used to fill in missing information, the way so many other GN seem to do. And the real center of this story, the characters themselves, were each terrific medieval anthropomorphisms in mouse form. Their personalities and back stories fit neatly within the texture of the art.

The characters, the plotline, and each panel were so thoroughly thought out and seamlessly combined that I was utterly absorbed into the story. I felt like I was reading a retelling of an Arthurian-type legend. David Petersen is a story teller that has found his medium.

My kind of Hiro



(image source: Goodreads)

I have been underground reading for a while and have a backlog of books and comics and graphic novels to talk about. My anti-social behavior is your gain.
This third book on my list of recent reads is Johnny Hiro (vol. 1) by Fred Chao. It is a collection of issues 1 through 3, with two other issues tagging along as well. After reading it, I can see why it garnered four Eisner Awards
I am not an artist, so my impressions and opinions are that of a reader. But as such I thought Chao’s crisp, clean style was terrific. Because a lot of GN pages are black and white, if the images are too busy the art can look messy. My brother – the artist in the family – the first thing he said when I handed him this book was “Wow, it is so clean. This looks great.” That being said, please don’t think that the art was in anyway boring or plain. This story is full of action and each panel somehow manages to have a lot going one. The design of each panel in Johnny Hiro managed to not only maintain simplicity of line, but also express the energy of a fast-paced action adventure.
Speaking of adventure, let’s talk about the story. Or rather, stories. These are just damn good stories. Bad things happen to Johnny and sometimes his girlfriend, Mayumi, too. Then Johnny and sometimes Mayumi - and occasionally Mayor Blumberg - have to fix things. Straightforward and so much fun. Chao’s characters are as genuine and as engaging as is his art.
I really loved Johnny Hiro. Some GN and comics are meant to be pretty and end up pretty light on story. Others are all story and the art is a distant second. Don’t get me wrong, both of those options are fine. But when I pick up books like this, what I am really looking for is a good balance between art and story. Johnny Hiro rides this balance excellently. Go out and buy it. Now.

Shutter Island by Dennis Lehane



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I admit it, I read Shutter Island by Dennis Lehane. I know what you are thinking: how on earth could I read another made-in-to-movie book? Ah, gentle reader; never underestimate my penchant for the lure of a book set in or around an insane asylum.

A sucker for this type of premise, I have read or watched quite a few stories that circle around these ideas. Most seem to exploit the subject matter by making the institutional patients into either supernatural villains or pathetic victims. Both options are irritating for their own reasons. But this book managed to focus on the plot line that, while dependent on the institutional setting, was able to expand beyond the institutional walls.

What made this book fun to read was its tight story-line and consistent character voice. The characters in this book follow some standard patterns found in many post-war suspense novels. Even the “just who are the real good guys” feel of the mystery is not entirely new. But how this book was written allows it to retain its own originality. The writer’s stylistic choices of an imperfect protagonist, an unusual setting, and the minor blending of historical politics within the fiction of the story-line create a fresh take on familiar ideas. Although I guessed some of the mystery, there were still enough surprises to keep the book interesting.

This book is for entertainment. But it is good entertainment. A good psychological thriller. It is a fast read perfect for a rainy weekend.

Push by Sapphire



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If you have been living under a rock for the last year, you may not have heard about a movie called Precious. Believe it or not, there was a book first (as there so often is). The book is titled Push and is written by Sapphire. As any commercial for the movie will tell you, the plot centers on the abuse of a young woman and her growth into an independent woman.

Trust me that I am not giving a spoiler, as you learn this information pretty quickly when starting the story. Instead, consider it a friendly warning regarding content. Don’t read it if you don’t think you can handle reading about strong sexual abuse.

Now that I have that warning out of the way, let me tell you why this is such an excellent book. Two things raise this book above others with similar subject matter: both how the content is handled as well as the voice of the main character, Precious. The abuse is graphic and painful to read. But miraculously, it never feels as if it is over the top or aiming for shock value. The abuse is simple and it is awful. And the honest, straightforward manner of the delivery is shattering. This is due in large part to the sincerity of the story-teller. The voice of Precious is dynamic core of this book. She is written clearly, consistently, and honestly. On a side note, this is an excellent example of dialect done well and of dialect as an essential tool of telling the story properly. Additionally, Precious was such a whole and vivid character that her voice never felt gimmicky.

I came to like Precious very much and to care about her future as if I knew her personally. As painful as her experiences were, as much as I wanted to make them stop, she was such an engaging character that I had to keep reading. For such a brief book this was one of the most compelling and thorough examples of a well written character that I have read in a long time.