"It's better than food! It's books!"

[serinde]

Instead of eating lunch, I went to the NYPL and got a library card. I restrained myself (also I was running out of lunch hour) to:
- Anansi Boys, Neil Gaiman. (Somehow I hadn't read this yet.)
- Mansfield Park, Jane Austen. (Because I've only read it once.)
- Meet the Austins, Madeleine L'Engle. (Comfort food.)
- Star-Spangled Manners, Judith Martin. (Just because.)

I seem to be going back through layers of life. The bi-weekly library trips were a terrifically happy childhood ritual for me, and though I'm explaining away this decision as a necessary supplement now that I am looking at not having a big house I can keep copies of every book I could possibly want in, it occurs to me to wonder whether I'm not trying to reach back to old-time comforts.

Comments

[must-sew-faster.livejournal.com]

Nah, if nothing else, think of the library as a place to test drive books and movies you may want to buy. Is much cheaper in the long run anyway, and you won't have as many piles of stuff cluttering up your life, unless you forget to return stuff.