Let us just consider, for a moment, the humble library. It is a place full of books. That fact alone is enough to secure a place in my heart. But wait, it gets better; not only is this place full of books, but the kind people working in the library will let you take these books home free. As many as you can carry. And I can carry a lot!! Yes, free. Grab as many as you like and then take them home.
Or alternatively, flop onto one of their couches and read, read, read, until you escape your body. When you lift your head, you will be surprised to notice, through blurry eyes, that you are not in the middle of a desert, out in space, inside the head of a murderer, you are safe and sound in your local library, surrounded by other book lovers.
And gone are the days of the sour faced, nasty, finger-glued-to-lips librarians frowning at the three-year-old having fun discovering a pop up book, or the old guy laughing in the autobiography section, or the teenagers using the computer to look up something for their Art History project.
These days, they’re friendly, they’re warm, they’re even sexy. Who wouldn’t want to hang out in a library?
So, I’d like to officially offer my love and appreciation of libraries and librarians around the world for sharing the gift of books, and making me feel at home.
Hip hip hooray!!
Which library do you love?
My favourite is Yarra Junction. I’ll be having a launch there of Milk Fever on Saturday 10 July at 11am. All very welcome. I warn you though, the librarians here are so gorgeous and friendly you may not want to leave!
* Here is a terrific article. Thanks William. Click here to read.