Showing posts with label Dorothy Parker. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dorothy Parker. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

My Big "Problem"

"You have a problem," my husband says.  "...a big problem."  
Hmmmm, I'm thinking.  With two casinos practically within walking distance of my house, you're pointing out that I might have a book problem??  A problem with buying books??

And yes, I do use the library(ies).  I just like having my own lending/owning library, too.   I get very cranky and disoriented if I don't have a book/stack of books/whole case of books within reading distance.  I love looking at Dorothy Parker's face as I'm drinking my morning coffee.  

I've had this book "problem" most all of my life.  Ask my brother.  I made him play library with me when we were kids.  I taped pockets for check-out cards inside the front covers of my books and I scooted my tin bookshelf to the entrance of my bedroom for my circulation desk.  It was serious business for me.  I even made him fill out an application form for a library card, and I'm quite sure I charged him a ten cent fine when he didn't make it back down the hall to my room in a timely manner.

And I have an enormous pet peeve, that I'm pretty sure stems from my serious librarian days...I can't stand it when someone folds down the corner of a page to mark their place.  It's like fingernails on a chalkboard for me.  

The smell of Spring in the air is great.  But the smell of a new book...there's nothing like it.