What’s in the bag?

My boss tells the following story from her days as a reference librarian. One day a patron approached her and asked for a book about snakes, particularly snakes in that region of Florida. After she had retrieved some snake books, her eyes fell on the paper bag that the patron had placed on the counter. “What’s in the bag?” she asked. Continue Reading »

Why I hate the Accelerated Reader Program

Recently, a mother came up to the desk with her third-grade daughter. The daughter had selected a book about horses that she seemed very eager to read. The mother asked me if it was on the Accelerated Reader list. It was not. “Well,” she said, “there’s no point in my daughter reading this book if she can’t get points for it.” The child was then made to put the book back on the shelf. Need I say more… Continue Reading »

Reading on the job

I supervise four library assistants, and I encourage them to read as many children’s books as possible. My rule about reading on the job is simple: If we are slow, by all means read a book; but, it must be a children’s book. One of my assistants is a college-aged girl who recently discovered Skippyjon Jones by Judy Schachner. Skippyjon Jones is a Siamese cat who thinks he’s a chihuahua. It is hysterical. Continue Reading »

Spam Sandwiches

The Trap by John Smelcer grabbed my attention because of it’s cover. Drops of blood on the snow near an animal trap led me to want to learn more about the story. Survival stories can be quite riveting, and I was in the mood for a fast-paced and gripping read. The story, set in Alaska among a Native American community, is beautifully told. The grandfather’s fight for survival is excrutiating to read about because as the reader you feel his pain and frustration. Continue Reading »

Hi, I’m Joel and I’m an addict!

A few months ago, Allie recommended that I get some audio-books to help me pass the time while commuting to and from work each day. She selected the prequel to Robert Jordan’s Wheel of Time Series, but neglected to mention that it was the beginning of a very long series. The next thing I knew, I was hooked. It was nice. Bad traffic was no longer a problem. No road rage for me. I would just sit and listen to my book. Sometimes I would remain in the driveway after returning home because I just couldn’t “put the book down.” Continue Reading »