Why The Library Is Important To Me
By
Rachell N. Anderson
I write. Most writers read. The Library is important to me because that’s where the books are. I have spent a great deal of my life in libraries and feel very much at home in them. I can get nearly everything I need there, from the stacks or through the interlibrary loan system which a member of the friendly and competent staff is willing to search for me. Free internet access is also important.
The book sales managed by the Friends of the Library are a steal. For .$20-$1.00 a book, I buy the book, read and return it to the library for resale. I’m richer from the experience.
The library provides me a change of scenery and promises me a peaceful and quiet place in which to work. I’m there 3 or 4 times a week to write and to think. Most of the time, the library delivers. And sometimes, the library provides me with a distraction that’s a people watcher’s dream. There I can watch patrons defy the no eating, no cell phone, no screaming children rules. Some play music videos on their lap top computers or smart phones, and have loud conversations with their companions. The staff uses tact and finesse to bring them in line with respectful library behavior. They must have learned from Mahatma Gandhi. This stuff may end up in one of my stories.
Still, on too many days, the library is where I want and need to be. Without it, my work would suffer.
Just one last note. This little poster strategically placed may help.
© Rachell N. Anderson, Psy. D. April 6, 2013
By
Rachell N. Anderson
I write. Most writers read. The Library is important to me because that’s where the books are. I have spent a great deal of my life in libraries and feel very much at home in them. I can get nearly everything I need there, from the stacks or through the interlibrary loan system which a member of the friendly and competent staff is willing to search for me. Free internet access is also important.
The book sales managed by the Friends of the Library are a steal. For .$20-$1.00 a book, I buy the book, read and return it to the library for resale. I’m richer from the experience.
The library provides me a change of scenery and promises me a peaceful and quiet place in which to work. I’m there 3 or 4 times a week to write and to think. Most of the time, the library delivers. And sometimes, the library provides me with a distraction that’s a people watcher’s dream. There I can watch patrons defy the no eating, no cell phone, no screaming children rules. Some play music videos on their lap top computers or smart phones, and have loud conversations with their companions. The staff uses tact and finesse to bring them in line with respectful library behavior. They must have learned from Mahatma Gandhi. This stuff may end up in one of my stories.
Still, on too many days, the library is where I want and need to be. Without it, my work would suffer.
Just one last note. This little poster strategically placed may help.
© Rachell N. Anderson, Psy. D. April 6, 2013
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